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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] here all the time