As the sun slickly slides through a quickly capsizing sky you needle me for taking photographs for wanting to record this way of things Do you not feel that this is temporary Do you believe there won’t be a different way
These are precious moments these are precious moments in our short lives
And with each day that ends I feel a larger ending creeping closer and with each dusk descending I sense a fuller ending edging quietly closer
Remember when you kissed me with passion on a peeling pier by painted boats some Grecian bay, one nameless day I laughed a lot, we both did then we felt the twist the sparks of our lives crackling between us the energy of all we were; burning before us
These were precious moments these were precious moments in our short lives
And with each ending day I hear the tune grow with each night that we casually let end I hear the chorus
And death… death is the only song I don’t want to sing death! death is the only song death is the only song I don’t want to sing…
I have ruined what I’ve loved I’ve been ruined by my loves and now all that remains is tainted and unlovable I am tainted and unlovable It’s time for a change…
Cold eyes look out upon a frozen town icy streets tripping over themselves to keep us indoors but the boundaries of this house are closing in and the sound of other voices is so appealing If only I could hear them now if only I could fill this space with people
I have ruined all I’ve loved I’ve been ruined too, in my loving and now all that I want differs so greatly from what it is I really need What I really need is saving from myself and these ruinous ways it’s time for change…
Old eyes could look out in years to come across a town so unexplored and inexperienced they might peer through that same pretty glass wishing they’d seen more things first-hand If only I could see it now if only I could fill passed time with places
I have ruined all I’ve loved I’ve been ruined through my love broken hearts at least force new growth staid hearts grow their roots too deep moss clawing all over them, all over me it’s time for a change…
This town still calls to me through our dusty windows and I look, so longingly it still offers out its hand from time to time and smiles ‘Don’t let this opportunity pass you by it comes just once in a lifetime… you have… but one lifetime…’
But I have ruined what I love been ruined by my lover now, there’s just ash where the fires used to burn Now, there’s just dust where our skin used to prickle now, there are just silences where our words once dripped in love
And every day the outside world swells in its appeal and every day the outside world multiplies its pull on me Each morning, I wake one step closer to making that leap If only I could fill passed time with faces if only I could find the door…
The Lighthouse 