BEACON
a guiding light that shines eternally
when the sun sinks low in a troubled sea
the day fades away and the shadows begin to fall
message in a bottle finds it's way to the shore
a man overboard and all hope is gone
coz the fog is thickest right before dawn
across the coastline the waves break the cliffs
as a dependable light guides the incoming ships
looking for landmarks a map unfolds
a light keeper lit candles for all the lost souls
above it all the white tower stands strong
a full resistance to even the worst kind of storms
ocean spiral a no man's land
bright things come to confusion as the clouds expand
all the seagulls cry as sailors disappear
so don't make a move till the coast is clear
CHORUS
Lonely hours walk quietly by
your name on my skin and black swan in the sky
your ghost in a shipwreck beneath the ocean it lies
your silhouette reflecting in the corner of my eye
dime cigars cheap import
gloomy sunday weather report
transistor radio roll top desk
steep staircase and old oil lamps
crackling fireplace broken light fixtures
as the wind knocks over the family pictures
remote island a breathtaking view
worn out tracks and the color blue
creative silence the ocean is still
handwritten letters black ink and a white quill
solitary life a man is lost for words
smashed up bike particles of rust and stuffed birds
synchronized telescope climbing a rope ladder
at daybreak trying to predict the weather
admire the shape of collected stones
a signal from the light keeper indicates it's safe to sail home
