To the Lighthouse

It silently seeming Caving into your hands Can't sustain this breathing It weighs on my chest His lungs are filled with water from the tide From the tide And i watch them go by Can't define a purpose Our hands set adrift Islands cobwebs forming Coale

to the lighthouse - raunchy you have become my ethereal darkness my black highway and my heart split down the middle why do we keep doing this to ourselves this never bliss only sounds of hells bells i want to take you away make you see the beauty in