Afternoons we would wander lonely bridges to nowhere,
Hoping that something in the mid day air would send us there,
As we enjoyed the waters below our knees.
And as the evening pulls us in, we could see our breath in the air,
Nightime brought the cold frosted leaves a shiver of dispair,
Could this day have to end ever so dark and cold,
Let’s go inside and light a fire the rest can not be told.