I went out walking and I caught myself talking   To a man who'd been knocking around bardo's door   So I come home thinking that I ought not be missing   All those things that you're sending, well they ain't nothing new to me      So I'm sitting here thinking about all that he's saying   And I'm sure that you're wishing that I'd come around they way   But the bridges that you burned before, sliding out that back door   And the things that you said were nothing new to me      You can't miss what you never had (x4)      When I was out walking, I found myself thinking on what   He was preaching seemed all fine to me.   But all those bridges that you're burning, are the ones you'll be wanting   But they won't hear you talking, it's nothing new to me      You can't miss what you never had      Well, I came back from walking, still found myself talking to that man   He's still knocking around bardo's door   The things that he said before and all that you're wishing for   It's easy to have been bought, still nothing new to me      When I came home from thinking about all that you're saying   Those things that you're seeking, you better look another way   Cause those bridges that you burned before, and things that you're hoping for   Now they're haunting on your back door, it's nothing new to me