On the Bridge

I rummaged through your dirt and found sandy shells Thank me And when I pass stand still to take in the linger of my perfume bathe in this fragrance; increase your worth I chose, in this case, bended knees Go on your way they know me and leave their acknowledgement at the the heel of my throne and why you, in your new found victory in this war, whisper two syllables Pay this homage or find yourself alone I learned to love in all rights and in this, the first you should do is know your blessing