Life's a game of take & give 
Just tell me how did it come to this? 
They walked their way into the abyss 
But I see no flowers, on the bridge? 

The laughs, the screams  
The night, far from your dreams 
A city bows as it continues to live 
But I see no flowers, on the bridge?

The sirens call and the thunders rolls
In a stranger, solace unfolds
How can your story ever be told?
But no flowers on the bridge, were there to behold. 

Perhaps the flowers would make more mess,
Just not as much as a blood-stained dress,
Someone lay roses, to keep us a float
There will be flowers on the bridge, tomorrow we hope.