Burning Bridges Pink Floyd
[G] [F] [D] [Bb] [F] [C] [G] [G]Bridges burning gladly, [F]merging with the shadows,
[D]Flickering between the lines.
[Bb]Stolen moments floating [F]softly on the air,
[C]Born on wings of fire and [G]climbing higher.
[Ebmaj7]Ancient bonds are breaking, moving on and changing [Dbmaj7]sides.
[Ebmaj7]Dreaming of a new day, cast aside the other [Dbmaj7]way.
[Ab]Magic visions stirring, kindled by and burning [G]flames rise in her eyes.
The [Ebmaj7]door that stands ajar, the walls that once were h[Dbmaj7]igh.
Be[Ebmaj7]yond the gilded cage, beyond the reach of t[Dbmaj7]ies.
The [Ab]moment is at hand.
She breaks the golden b[G]and.
[Ebmaj7] [Dbmaj7] [Ab] [G]