An old man standing on the shore
Watched the raging ocean beneath
He seemed to have lived for a hundred years
Peering into the dark
Day after day running his lighthouse
Brightest of all the stars
Old man, keeper of the light
Guiding blind ships in the night
“I won`t part with my tower
When my time has come”, he said
Who could think his words were true
On the day the old man died
His lighthouse vanished too
He seemed to have lived for a hundred years
Peering into the dark
Day after day running his lighthouse
Brightest of all the stars
Old man, keeper of the light
Guiding blind ships in the night
“I won`t part with my tower
When my time has come”, he said
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