Jag minns inte hur musiken till låten The Bridge kom till. Texten handlar om det realityprogram jag var med i 2022 och där vi på 17 dagar tillsammans skulle bygga en 220 meter lång träbro, men musiken är mer oklar. Versen består av ett närmast drömskt riff som för tankarna till vandring i en djup skog, den har något förväntansfullt över sig, medan refrängen doftar Tom Petty och spröda Byrds-gitarrer.

Väldigt nöjd med låten som inte liknar något jag skrivit tidigare.

The Bridge

Arriving to a cabin in the forest

Some strangers with a purpose of their own

We´re looking at a lake with a red light

Somewhere in the dark is our gold

We were leaving that old town

We all came here to try

To turn our lives around

The building of the bridge

Will make one of us rich

But we all have to cross 

Together or we must

See our dreams float away

Let´s play this game

We are sawing, we are chopping, we are tying

Slowly the bridge is taking form

Through the rain and the storm we are rowing

Soon the bridge will decide our fate

We were leaving that old town

We all came here to try

To turn our lives around

The building of the bridge

Will make one of us rich

But we all have to cross 

Together or we must

See our dreams float away

Let´s play this game

Oh together we made it

We´re crossing the bridge

But only one will win