oh my bridge   asleep at night   bathed in light   my bridge   tonight      through this fall   winter ice   we can barely see the street   for the neon sign      we walk down   below the ground   can i have a cigarette?   to pass    around      we'll join in   the drunken den   the flicker of the candlelight   and the   bar we're in      holy bridge   high above me   feeding the river   and head out to see   we will be   alright   tonight      yellow cars   to another bar   we'll stay away tonight   singin   your old songs      we call this home   the cities always on   flashing lights and the planes fly by   till the   morning comes      tunnel deep   under the sea   shooting through me in my sleep   as i speak   back home   at dawn