Your Endless Lighthouse Beam
I miss you more than sky is blue
Piercing sunlight from beyond;
Days made old and mind anew
My weariness like a song:
When up is down too many few
Tightropes when you’re gone.
Needing you more than oceans deep
Currents in the flow;
Wide awake or drifting sleep
Lying in pure snow:
If I should die my soul to keep
Wherever you may go.
Remember me when I have sailed
To that far away world of dreams;
Think well of me though I have failed
From time to time it seems:
While upon my ship I’ll man the rails
In search of your endless lighthouse beam.
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