The Lighthouse Song - Josh Pyke

And I’ve been getting urges late at night

To walk and walk for days and throughout lights

Through people’s houses, picking food from plates

Through people’s gardens, picking locks on gates

So we are moving to a lighthouse, you and I

While seas drown sailors, we’ll be locked up safe and dry

And though our doors may knock and rattle in the wind

I’ll just hold you tight and we’ll not let those fuckers in

And I’ve been leaving gifts out in the woods

That someone might stumble upon and wonder at their origins

I’ve been feeling like a fox with sad old eyes

Whose skulk has all moved on to leave the dark and empty den behind

So we are moving to a lighthouse, you and I

While seas drown sailors, we’ll be locked up safe and dry

And though our doors may knock and rattle in the wind

I’ll just hold you tight and we’ll not let those fuckers in

I’ll anull these little walls of attrition and these invocations

That’s seen me holding my camera out at arms length

To self-document these new locations

When I should be leaning against you

Deciding on things to get done

And you should be leaning on fountains

And filling my space up and breathing the air from my lungs

Na na na na

So we are moving to a lighthouse, you and I

While seas drown sailors, we’ll be locked up safe and dry

And we are moving to a lighthouse, you and I

Our beams will burn the clouds to beacons in the sky

And though our doors may knock and rattle in the wind

The wind…

I’ll just hold you tight and we’ll not let those fuckers in