Quiet on the Bridge

The city hums below the overpass. I watch the headlights Carve their path. Another shift, another crossing. The rhythm keeps me from the falling. They say the current pulls you under. They say the surface holds no wonder. I stay quiet on the bridge Where the distance feels like breathing. I stay quiet on the bridge Where the movement has no meaning. The water runs beneath. The sky dissolves to gray. I stay quiet on the bridge Till the night gives way. The factories glow Across the river. The smoke and steam, a slow deliver. I count the barges drifting backward. The tide decides which way is forward. They say the morning brings you answers. They say the silence is what anchors. I stay quiet on the bridge Where the distance feels like breathing. I stay quiet on the bridge Where the movement has no meaning. The water runs beneath. The sky dissolves to gray. I stay quiet on the bridge Till the night gives way. No one asks and no one follows. Just the sound of something hollow. Just the weight of hours borrowed. Just the shape of all tomorrows. I stay quiet on the bridge where the distance Feels like breathing. I stay quiet on the bridge Where the movement has no meaning. The water runs beneath. The sky dissolves to gray. I stay quiet on the bridge Till the night gives way. The city hums below the Overpass. I watch the headlights Carve their path.