**Target Duration:** [3:
**Lyrics:**
Foot taps dust on wooden floor
Harmonium breathes a low drone
Your taxi idles on the steel
The Herengracht holds its breath
No fare to flag no wheel to wheel
Just you and creaking depth
You keep the bridge light burning
Through fog that clings like wet wool
The canal waits for your turning
The night grows thin and full
The gas lamp hisses low and yellow
Your hands are numb on leather grip
The water smells of diesel mellow
No passenger will slip
You keep the bridge light burning
Through fog that clings like wet wool
The canal waits for your turning
The night grows thin and full
A bell buoy clangs from Westerkwartier
Its voice rides fog on heavy tide
You check your mirror calm no fear
Just the bridge and you inside
The keeper knows the weight of watch
One beam cuts through the freezing gray
No ship will founder on this patch
You guide the drifting on the bay
The clock strikes three from Westerkerk
Its sound falls flat on muffled stone
You light a cigarette let it work
The smoke rises yours alone
You keep the bridge light burning
Through fog that clings like wet wool
The canal waits for your turning
The night grows thin and full
The fog lifts slow as sail cloth raised
Pink light kisses the canal skin
The cobblestones glaze freshly glazed
The night grows thin the day begins
You keep the bridge light burning
Through fog that clings like wet wool
The canal waits for your turning
The night grows thin and full
You keep the bridge light burning
Through dawns pale and watery gold
