Testo Lighthouses

An empty beach
Just out of reach
From angry seas that take
My footprints from the sand

No distant ship
No distant sail
Just lonely skies that hold Horizons in my hand

Does it have to be
The lonely sky that calls
Do we have to live
Trapped inside these walls

In Lighthouses
We live our lives
Still searching
Never free.

An empty sky
No sea-gulls cry
Just lonely traces Of the places they knew

So day and night
I watch the light
Turn and spiral
In my eyes