The Lighthouse Man

Oh, how time has aged

this house, this sand, this shore,

and my skin.

But you are timeless, love

A picture framed

on the table placed

it calms my fear

but you're just a ghost

that haunts me here.

I drive the coast most everyday

I search the rocks, the swell,

the sea they look the same.

For you are timeless, love.

I've been lost for years,

consumed with fear,

I beg of you;

return to me.

Now I pace the beach,

I guard the breaks,

and protect the sea.

I walk for miles,

as I have for years.

I'm tired now,

I release my fear.

I wade into the waves

Let the tide pull me out

Let the currents have their way

A ghost like a dream

Like the tear of a seam of your eye.

As i lose sight of shore

surrender me to the ocean floor.

And I'll see you soon.