Lighthouse

They′re turning your house into a parking lot
One more outfitter store that only the tourists want
In the corner of town that just you and time forgot
I sit where your couch was and go ahead and call the cops
Feeding the flightless birds on the pier
Hoping you might return the foreground here

But I look out at the wreckage of you
For as long as there’s light
For as long as you last
I curse them all out
When they pick up your story
I tell it the way that you told me

You were born with a face made for a missing sign
But you had something misplaced that
You′d spend your life trying to find
I still hear your name from some of the local guys
Said they always praised you for the leaving time

But I look out at the wreckage of you
For as long as there’s light
For as long as you last
I curse them all out
When they pick up your story
I tell it the way that you told me

I called to buy a house
And hope you’re there in the morning
Returning your bones
Back to the ocean