**Target Duration:** [3:30 – 4:
**Lyrics:**
Fog rolls low on Herengracht
Old bike tires kiss the stone
Lantern glow on rusted frame
Winter bites the canal's name
Keeper watches from the tower
Counting each returning hour
[Pre-
Light cuts through the heavy mist
Pedals turn with steady fist
Bridge arches like a bony spine
Ghost of rides in faded line
Amsterdam fog you hold the night
Vintage bike rides through pale light
Lamplight swings on iron rail
Keeper's log tells seafaring tale
Wheels keep spinning never stall
Winter bridge remembers all
Cobblestones glow white and grey
Morning pulls the fog away
Basket holds a loaf of rye
Clouds unfold across the sky
Amsterdam fog you hold the night
Vintage bike rides through pale light
Lamplight swings on iron rail
Keeper's log tells seafaring tale
Wheels keep spinning never stall
Winter bridge remembers all
Gulls cry out from steeple tops
Clock strikes six the city stops
Brake lever worn by years of rain
Keeper lights the lamp again
No radio no modern sound
Just rubber humming on the ground
Salt air stings the rider's cheek
Strong legs a frame not made weak
Amsterdam fog you hold the night
Vintage bike rides through pale light
Lamplight swings on iron rail
Keeper's log tells seafaring tale
Wheels keep spinning never stall
Winter bridge remembers all
Evening paints the water black
Bike leans close against the stack
Logbook entry inked in blue
Bridge stands clear the light held true
Amsterdam fog you hold the night
Vintage bike rides through pale light
Lamplight swings on iron rail
Keeper's log tells seafaring tale
Wheels keep spinning never stall
Winter bridge remembers all
Winter bridge remembers all
Fog lifts slow keeper sleeps
Bridge endures what time keeps