we resolve to meet at the bridge beside the beach where the air would freeze our speech and the trains would pass beneath our feet
it's dry from licking still you never questioned why night upon night we come here all the time
with eyes that take no (?) and transgressions justified resigned to take our lives by the age of twenty-five
as your hands brushed my thigh the sound began to rise and the cars underneath pulse in perfect 4/4 time
it would be something in our prime before times fitful bright left footprints on our eyes and the light stretched just right to finally tell you why night after night we come here all the time