Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I found your note by the rail
Folded in blue-collar rain
Said, "Meet me where the river bends"
But you never came again
Wood planks creak under my boots
One bent nail, one faded sign
A gull keeps circling overhead
Like it knows your last goodbye
[Pre-Chorus]
And I stood there looking out
At the water going grey
Heard my name in the river wind
Then it slipped away
[Chorus]
Empty bridge to nowhere
(Empty bridge)
Empty bridge to nowhere
(Empty bridge to nowhere)
You said you'd meet me here
But the road ran thin and cold
Empty bridge to nowhere
And I can't let go
[Verse 2]
Now the paint flakes off the posts
Like winter on an old porch screen
I carved our initials in the wood
And the tide washed through between
Your scarf was red in my hands
Now it's gone to the reeds
I still hear your laugh in the boards
When the evening settles deep
[Pre-Chorus]
And I stood there looking out
At the water going grey
Heard my name in the river wind
Then it slipped away
[Chorus]
Empty bridge to nowhere
(Empty bridge)
Empty bridge to nowhere
(Empty bridge to nowhere)
You said you'd meet me here
But the road ran thin and cold
Empty bridge to nowhere
And I can't let go
[Bridge]
Maybe you took the higher road
Maybe I was too slow
Maybe some things break in half
And never let you know
So I lay my palm on the rail
Feel the grain and the years
If you ever come back this way
You will find me here
[Final Chorus]
Empty bridge to nowhere
(Empty bridge)
Empty bridge to nowhere
(Empty bridge to nowhere)
You said you'd meet me here
But the road ran thin and cold
Empty bridge to nowhere
And I can't let go
Empty bridge to nowhere
(Empty bridge to nowhere)
Details
GeneratedJun 26, 2026
Duration3:24
LanguageEnglish
Style
1960s folk rock with bright acoustic guitar picking and steady strummed backbeat, driven by male lead and female quartet harmonies; verse stays fingerpicked and intimate, pre-chorus opens with tighter stomps and rising group voices, chorus blooms with four-part call-and-response and a percussive strum. Handclaps, harmonica flourishes, and a tape-saturnine room sound add lift. Warm, open, vintage mix., folk rock, acoustic
Credits
Prompt byMysoundsspace
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
1960's folk rock style, with acoustic guitars picking and strumming patterns, song title Empty Bridge to Nowhere, male and female quartet
