[Verse] Neon shadows on the water’s skin, You cast your line where the old bridge begins. Its pulses blink like heartbeats in the dark, A silent promise in the lull of the park. [Pre-Chorus] Moonlight drips through the steel arch, Your fingers trace the stories we can’t mark. [Chorus] We’re ghosts on a line, two souls in the glow, Fishing for echoes beneath the blinking show. No words, just silence, deep and wide— A father’s hand, a son’s quiet pride. Oh, in the static, we never fade, Just drifting slow through the pulse-lit shade. [Verse] Your boots mark time with every step, The water hums a tune from a forgotten depth. A silver flash—then gone again— Like memories we keep we never can. [Pre-Chorus] The wind hums low with a whispered name, A name I know but don’t explain. [Chorus] We’re ghosts on a line, two souls in the glow, Fishing for echoes beneath the blinking show. No words, just silence, deep and wide— A father’s hand, a son’s quiet pride. Oh, in the static, we never fade, Just drifting slow through the pulse-lit shade. [Bridge] The bridge still blinks like a secret eye, Watching us where the shadows lie. Is it time we let it all just fall? Or keep this moment, one note, one call? [Chorus] We’re ghosts on a line, two souls in the glow, Fishing for echoes beneath the blinking show. No words, just silence, deep and wide— A father’s hand, a son’s quiet pride. Oh, in the static, we never fade, Just drifting slow through the pulse-lit shade. [Outro] Blink… blink… Fishing in the glow, Fishing in the show.