Duties Of A Lighthouse Keeper

There was a storm last night

Blew away wrong and right

Watching the waves crash down

Now our words like boats

Either they sink or float

Are they designed like that

Can't they come back

Last night I was a lighthouse

Only needing to keep you there

Like a lonesome shadow searching

Like a sea fog in the air

I'll keep you there

Called on my radio

Frequency dipped below

Audible levels

So I sat in my wet clothes

Keeping the wicks trimmed and lit

After the storm had hit

I turned on my light

But it couldn't find you