Lighthouse Lyrics

How many times have I been driven away by the moon?

Told to wave - warned to wave - though windows were tinted black

And the barrier of night lay as a split seam between the lighthouse and the shore

And I'd wave, sometimes from pious obeisance

Sometimes in search of genuine tethers

Sometimes I wouldn't wave at all, from petulance or some foreign air

I remember them all as a mosaic from afar

No small scene encompassing another

And none of them will ever be again

I don't remember which I did last

I don't remember goodbyes or love yous

I sent letters from afar, and that is best

I was never meant to speak

But sing what I and others wrote

And only write what can't be spoken

And only speak when I can't stop

And this is for you

But this is from me

A final wave past tinted glass

The long barrage of night

To the gilded light on wood and white

That leads to your silhouette.