From the Observatory

I want to tell you how it's been but I'm not too sure about it myself
I've tried to call time and time again but I misdialed, then stopped myself
Now I feel like I'm on trial for the inconvenience
I caught the train in a downtown rain and I swear I saw your face
As I peered out through the window's stains I swear I saw your face

I'm not waiting for the world to grab me by the balls
And hold until I surrender weeping

I suppose I could say I've missed your ways and I wish that we could meet again someday
I know it's not a crime to wait but I ain't standing here forever

The lighthouse sits as an attraction for tourists it's been out of work for years
It seems I think it's a bed and breakfast it's automated
Been reconstructed no storied old man working in it

I'm just looking for it all I'm not trying to hide it
I'm just looking for my own and anything to keep that's sacred
I'll just stick around and wait for some kind of Judgment Day