See You at the Bridge

See You at the Bridge

A pet tribute song · Songbond

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The story & lyrics

The story behind this song

The waiting room smelled like bleach and rain, and he shook so hard you held him through the thin plaid blanket. The doctor spoke too kindly. You signed your name like it wasn't the hardest line you'd ever sign. He looked up once — not scared, just asking — and you said I'm here, I'm here. On the last car ride his head went on your knee, his tail still trying one slow, brave beat.

The blanket's still folded on the back seat. Some things you leave exactly where they were. For the one who held the leash to the end, promising to meet him where the river bends.

Lyrics

The blanket's still folded on the back seat
I haven't moved it yet
Some things you leave exactly where they were
The waiting room smelled like bleach and rain
You shook so hard I held you through the blanket, plaid and thin
The doctor spoke in a voice too kind
And I signed my name like it wasn't the hardest line I'd ever sign
You looked up once — not scared, just asking
And I said, I'm here, I'm here, I'm in
They say the kindest thing
Can feel like breaking
So I'll see you at the bridge, little friend
Where the grass runs on and the running doesn't end
Where the gray goes out of your muzzle in the sun
And the limp is gone and the pain is done
Save me a place where the river bends
I'll see you at the bridge, little friend
The last car ride, you put your head on my knee
Like every ride we ever took, like you were comforting me
Your tail still tried — one slow, brave beat
Against the seat where you always rode
I carried you in the way I carried you home
The very first day, half the size, all heart, all bone
They say it's mercy
It still feels like breaking
But I'll see you at the bridge, little friend
Where the grass runs on and the running doesn't end
Where the gray goes out of your muzzle in the sun
And the limp is gone and the pain is done
Save me a place where the river bends
I'll see you at the bridge, little friend
Years from now, when my own walk slows
And somebody holds my hand the way I held your paw
I hope I'm half as brave as you
Trusting the one who loves you to carry you through
And I'll see you at the bridge, little friend
Where the grass runs on and the running doesn't end
You'll hear my step before I clear the hill
You always knew my footsteps — you know them still
Bright fur, wild tail, the whole world mends
I'll see you at the bridge, little friend
You were there my whole walk home
I was there at the end
That mattered, little friend

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