oh my bridge
asleep at night
bathed in light
my bridge
tonight
through this fall
winter ice
we can barely see the street
for the neon sign
we walk down
below the ground
can i have a cigarette?
to pass
around
we'll join in
the drunken den
the flicker of the candlelight
and the
bar we're in
holy bridge
high above me
feeding the river
and head out to see
we will be
alright
tonight
yellow cars
to another bar
we'll stay away tonight
singin
your old songs
we call this home
the cities always on
flashing lights and the planes fly by
till the
morning comes
tunnel deep
under the sea
shooting through me in my sleep
as i speak
back home
at dawn
