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Empty Lane on the Suspension Bridge

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About this track

"Empty Lane on the Suspension Bridge" is a Atmospheric Late Night Ballad piece created for quiet, focused and restful moments. The opening line "Red steel towers rising into fog," sets the mood of the whole track. Produced for listeners who use music for study, relaxation and sleep support.

Lyrics

[Gentle Piano & River Breeze Intro] Red steel towers rising into fog, the cable harp is humming with the breeze. [Verse 1] The middle lane is clear of any car, a solitary path across the strait. I leave behind the heavy iron gate, and drive toward the distant harbor star. The salt air enters through the window crack, the water dark five hundred feet below. The bridge joints click beneath the turning wheels, unhurried and slow. [Pre-Chorus] The suspension cables glow with amber bulbs, a golden archway hovering in the mist. My heart is quiet as the water deep, by morning gently kissed. [Chorus] Empty lane on the suspension bridge. It spans the harbor with a graceful curve, giving my spirit all the strength and nerve. No heavy anchor pulling down the sound, empty lane on the suspension bridge. [Verse 2] The toll plaza was crossed an hour ago, the city skyline fading in the rear. Ahead the headland rises dark and green, the atmosphere so clear. A cargo vessel glides beneath the span, its horn reverberating in the night. I tap the horn in friendly answering, and head into the light. [Chorus] Empty lane on the suspension bridge. It spans the harbor with a graceful curve, giving my spirit all the strength and nerve. No heavy anchor pulling down the sound, empty lane on the suspension bridge. [Bridge] Oh, to cross from darkness into open dawn, above the roaring currents of the tide. I leave the burdens on the other shore, and travel far and wide. [Chorus] Empty lane on the suspension bridge. It spans the harbor with a graceful curve, giving my spirit all the strength and nerve. No heavy anchor pulling down the sound, empty lane on the suspension bridge. [Lush Strings & Piano Outro] Red steel towers rising into fog... Empty lane on the suspension bridge. [Fade Out] [End]

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