take what you need while there's time
you and i will escape to the seaside
there is a storm in the distance
the wind breathing warning of its imminence
there is a lighthouse five hundred yards down
you and i will be safe there
there is a girl who haunts that lighthouse
she saved me, i was swimming
so young i almost drowned
under the water she sang a story
of losing her lover
she calls a warning
love, you are foolish, you're tired
your sleeplessness makes you a liar
the city is burning
the ocean is turning
our only chance is the lighthouse
her lover was a sailor
she went and she waited there
the door locked from the outside
lover never arrived
so she sings there
soft as a siren
luring the ships off their course
we went in, we climbed up and looked out
the door locked from the outside
three ghosts in a lighthouse
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