The Lighthouse

I used to cast my light like a net on the sea
When i came around you would shimmer for me
Now my spotlight might be something you dread
Like a jailbird ducking away or running ahead

Is it just me or is the fog rolling in thicker
Cause what used to beam now only seems to be a flicker
I might look good, i might seem strong
But you are wrong, I'm just stuck in the moss
Tell me where should a lighthouse look when it's lost?

I used to take each wave with a grain of salt
Thought the price of love was the pain of assault
Now when the wind howls, i tower, irate
At thе owl and the moon that i imitate

Oh the brutal achе of phantom limbs
Makes for futile shakes of your hands my friend
My armless body's head just spins
And I’m jealous of the seagull’s glide
I search for days less tall, more wide
Oh a glow is just a glare with too much pride to die