Abri Van Straten
Lighthouses
An empty beach
Just out of reach
From angry seas that take My footprints from the sand
No distant ship
No distant sail
Just lonely skies that hold
Horizons in my hand
Does it have to be
The lonely sky that calls
Do we have to live Trapped inside these walls
In Lighthouses
We live our lives
Still searching Never free.
An empty sky
No sea-gulls cry
Just lonely traces Of the places they knew
So day and night I watch the light Turn and spiral In my eyes
From Letras Mania