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