Mist clings low to iron rail
Watchman walks the steel grid cables
Beam sweeps wide on black water
Holds the night in glowing order
Bridge light cuts the heavy mist
Steady beam that can't be missed
Guards the span from shore to shore
Keeps the dark from wanting more
Camera loads fresh roll film
Fingers numb but hands stay still
Focus pulls the light in tight
Frames the watchman through the night
Bridge light cuts the heavy mist
Steady beam that can't be missed
Guards the span from shore to shore
Keeps the dark from wanting more
Summer heat on dusty seats
Bus ride hums on tired streets
Memory burns a golden hue
Different sky same gold hue
River hums a low deep song
Watchman stands the whole night long
Light don't fade and light don't break
Holds the line for all our sake
Shutter snaps the final frame
Watchman nods knows the game
Dawn bleeds pale on steel and stone
Light packs up and heads on home
Bridge light cuts the heavy mist
Steady beam that can't be missed
Guards the span from shore to shore
Keeps the dark from wanting more
Photos dry on motel floor
Grainy light and nothing more
Summer lives in every print
Bridge light stays until the end
Bridge light cuts the heavy mist
Steady beam that can't be missed
Guards the span from shore to shore
Keeps the dark from wanting more
Bridge light cuts the heavy mist
Steady beam that can't be missed
Shutter clicks the night is gone
Bridge light lives in every dawn