The Rust Concord

[Verse 1]
(Sound of wind, a distant foghorn, then a phone's voicemail beep)
Hey... it's Lou. The Hanover Street Bridge is humming tonight.
It's just past midnight, and the air's got that specific harbor bite,
the cold off the water that gets in the seams of your coat.
I found the keyhole we cut in the fence... you remember? It's all rust-choked.

[Chorus]
We're the rebar in a building they forgot to build.
We're the echo in a hallway that was never filled.
A floor plan for a life drawn on a condemned wall.
And this feeling's the foundation, holding after the fall.

[Verse 2]
I'm up on the seventh floor of the Solstice Tower skeleton.
The plastic sheeting still whispers when the wind gets in.
You said, "I bet from here you can see the whole damn state."
The master key we found still fits the service gate... isn't that... great?

[Chorus]
We're the rebar in a building they forgot to build.
We're the echo in a hallway that was never filled.
A floor plan for a life drawn on a condemned wall.
And this feeling's the foundation, holding after the fall.

[Bridge]
(Music swells, distorting. Raw, overdriven guitar chord stabs)
I just... I needed to hear the sound of this place one more time before they tear it--
BEFORE IT'S GONE.

[Outro]
Anyway. Call me back. Or don't.
(Click. Line goes dead. A single treated guitar note hangs and fades.)