Rain streaks windshield wiper rhythm
Sodium glow paints the asphalt prism
Fisherman stands on second floor landing
Casts his gaze where the lot lines landing
He watches water that isn't there
Pavement ripples in sodium glare
No tide chart for this concrete sea
Just him and the night watching me
Thermos steam fogs the cracked side window
CB crackles dispatch talk slow
He folds his arms like a man who knows
Patience pays where the cold wind blows
He watches water that isn't there
Pavement ripples in sodium glare
No tide chart for this concrete sea
Just him and the night watching me
Motel sign flickers buzz and sputter
Rooms full of dreams nobodyutter
His rod leans quiet against the rail
Waiting for bites that never fail
He watches water that isn't there
Pavement ripples in sodium glare
No tide chart for this concrete sea
Just him and the night watching me
Dawn bleeds gray through the parking lot haze
Meter resets for the morning pays
He turns his collar against the bite
Another watch through the dead of night
Two hunters in different elements
Same stillness same intent
One casts lines one drives the miles
Both smile the same tired smiles
Fare flags me down on the boulevard curb
Fisherman nods past the disturb
Engine turns over tires kiss tar
We both know exactly where we are
He watches water that isn't there
Pavement ripples in sodium glare
No tide chart for this concrete sea
Just him and the night watching me
Just him and the night watching me
Meter clicks low dawn hum
Vinyl holds the warm I become
