The Four Platitudes (A Bridge Song)

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
Lips dry from licking
Still, you never question why
Night upon night we come here all the time
With eyes that take no lines
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
And weren’t we something in our prime?
Before times fitful blight 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