Written by E.G. Phillips
Recorded at Wally's HydeOut, Hyde Street Studio C in San Francisco
Produced by Chris McGrew   

Featuring:
Grace Renaud — vocals 
Christopher Fortier — guitars, electric bass
Kevin Seal — keys
Chris McGrew — percussion

Lyrics:
I’m across the Bay, like I’ve been before
Stuck at MacArthur Station at this ridiculous hour
It’s a frigid little purgatory surrounded by the highway
Waiting on this open air platform after missing a connecting train

Once again the one connection on which I’m forced to rely
Is the one I can’t rely on at all
Well, as you know, I always thought we tried
To go A Bridge Too Far


VERSE 2:
My days glide by	 as I knock about
In markets unripe and rotten and a garden of my doubts
Yes, I know my trajectory is not one that will sustain
I may not be right in the head but I don’t need you in my brain

Your solutions are no better than only getting by 
Don't plug holes, just refill the reservoir
Well, as you know, I always thought we tried
To go A Bridge Too Far

VERSE 3:
A mad man rants, my signal’s failed
The whole damn world’s determined to go off the rails
There’s no shelter to be had from the constant traffic stream
If we took part in a Turing test I couldn’t tell you from the machine

We could talk in a language that’s plain and forthright
But that would require us both to disarm
Well, as you know, I always thought we tried
To go A Bridge Too Far

OUTRO:
Well, as you know, I always thought we tried
To go A Bridge Too Far

Well, as you know, I always thought we tried
To go A Bridge Too Far

A Bridge Too Far (MacArthur Station)

E.G. Phillips is a songwriter based in San Francisco.  His lyrics are whimsical and cinematic.   He's twice been the "Songwriter In Residence" at Bazaar Cafe and he hosts and annual "EGPhest" event in August where he invites Bay Area performers to come and play his songs for his birthday.

He is the front man for the fake band Ducks With Pants.