Diesel hums through ANZAC Bridge at dusk
Salt spray hits the windshield glass
Eighteen wheels kiss asphalt turning rust
Sydney spreads out vast beneath the mast
Harbor edge we trace the line
Harbor edge where dark meets shine
Trucker wheels and runner feet
Heartbeat syncs on concrete beat
Sydney dusk won't let us go
Camera clicks near Circular Quay
Film grain catches ferry wake
Runaway shoes trace railings gray
Night falls fast on steel cable break
Harbor edge we trace the line
Harbor edge where dark meets shine
Trucker wheels and runner feet
Heartbeat syncs on concrete beat
Sydney dusk won't let us go
Logbook pages flutter in the gust
Radio static drowns the harbor hush
Ten more kays then sleep becomes a must
Coffee thermos warms the frozen dust
Steel cables sing in bass frequencies
Footsteps echo on the pedestrian way
Two solitudes one shared geography
Headlights sweep the darkening bay
Next exit calls but we both stay
Viewfinder frames the bridge climb high
Shutter snaps the gondola glide
Pocket change buys hot meat pie
Stranger offers ride south side
Harbor edge we trace the line
Harbor edge where dark meets shine
Trucker wheels and runner feet
Heartbeat syncs on concrete beat
Sydney dusk won't let us go
Dawn threatens on the eastern rim
Last frame winds tight in the canister
Engine brakes sigh slow hymn
Lens cap clicks final register
Harbor edge writes us both in
Harbor edge we trace the line
Harbor edge where dark meets shine
Trucker wheels and runner feet
Heartbeat syncs on concrete beat
Sydney dusk won't let us go
We stay where the salt winds blow
Bass fades like exhaust trail
Camera sleeps in glove compartment
