Lighthouse - Joe Henry

Oh, my dear

I’ve swallowed the moon

And left it dark like a ring

Burned on a spoon

But now all the stars

They fall around you

And land at your feet

To light up the room

The sign of the times

The rules of the road

And our coat of arms all scream

That mercy gets old

But your secret heart

As still as bloom

Waits at the door

To light up the room

Your bed is a drift

It’s come loose from the floor

The dead float up like dreams

I push them back with my arm like an oar

But your face is alive

Like a nickel cartoon

Shown on the wall

To light up the room

The siren on top

Of the library wall

The stairs that give way

At the end of the hall;

The pawnshop pavilion

The newspaper saloon

All burn in your wake

And light up the room