Lighthouse Lyrics

Wait, I can almost see

The shadow on your lip

Starting to sprout some sort of growth

You mournful sod

Wait, I left I here

Climbing steps to the lighthouse bunks we shared

Smoking clouds in the dusty shot of light

With mournful calls

On the hour

Skipping stones I anchored in

Pockets that dropped below my hips

Flashing passers with inadvertent care

We played there

Wait, I left I here

Climbing steps to the lighthouse bunks we shared

Smoking clouds in the dusty shot of light

With mournful calls

On the hour

Oh my world, it's a far sigh

From the candy lines and chewing gum

That masked smoke

In the olive growth

Of the lighthouse lines

In the lineup on that shot

Backs flat on a white wall

Separated by a breath we half smiled

Overexposed