The Four Platitudes (A Bridge Song) - Parenthetical Girls

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