Rain streaks hard on the windshield glass
Meter runs fast as the moments pass
Fog lays thick on the river span
Headlights kiss the cold iron span
Iron span holds the river tight
Two old souls in the pale moonlight
One drove cabs through the city night
One sailed seas in the storm's first light
Salt crusts deep on the mooring line
Tide pulls strong on the barnacled pile
Mist hides the buoy's red blinking eye
Bell clangs slow as the night slips by
Iron span holds the river tight
Two old souls in the pale moonlight
One drove cabs through the city night
One sailed seas in the storm's first light
Leather seat holds the fading heat
Radio plays a low-down beat
Bridge lights paint the water black
Taxi waits for the journey back
Iron span holds the river tight
Two old souls in the pale moonlight
One drove cabs through the city night
One sailed seas in the storm's first light
Steering wheel and the ship's brass wheel
Both worn smooth by the years of steel
Rain on glass and the salt on skin
Same old song that we're livin' in
Rope coils neat on the splintered deck
Pipe smoke curls round the funnel neck
River sings a
