![]() ![]() When ever I listen to this song, I always felt something deeper than what the story was telling. I saw him crying, watched as he buried her in the sand.Īnd then he climbed my tower, and off of the edge of me he ran.Īnd though I am empty, I still warn the sailors on their way. Then on the next day, my keeper found her washed up on the shore. In me so helpless, as dashed against the rock she met her end. The weather to a raging storm had turned.īut in vain against the wild and terrible wind. She'd had to leave us, my keeper he prayed for a safe return. We had grown closer, 'till his joy meant everything to me.Īnd he was to marry, a girl who shone with beauty and light.Īnd with me watched the sunsets into night.Īnd the waves crashing around me, the sand slips out to sea. I had a keeper, he helped me warn the ships at sea. I was so happy, but joy in this life seldom lasts. I'll tell a story, paint you a picture from my past. I keep my lamp lit, to warn the sailors on their way. ![]() ![]() I am a lighthouse, worn by the weather and the waves. ![]()
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