Build me a bridge, burn me a fire Is something in my empty hands Fill it with light, fear me tonight A figure that you would understand Up until dawn, sweat on your palms Feeling you pour me in nothing Under again, under my skin Guiding me through this heart of fear Sweet things build on these Sweet things, build on me Sweet things build on these Sweet things, bring to me Sing in my head, an appertain Circling momentum, round and round Crunching my thirst, first for my thoughts Second to fill my silent mind Sweet things build on these Sweet things, build on me Sweet things build on these Sweet things, bring to me Sweet things build on these Sweet things, build on me Sweet things build on these Sweet things, bring to me