Little Clay Bears - The Ghost Of Silver Snow

Lighthouse

I live inside of myself
And I'm lonesome I swear
I can't breathe when I'm here
There's a memory here and its presence is tearing away
I shine a light from my skin
It's painful and bright
It shouts to the waves all around me and says
If you're out there please come on home

I've set you a place at the table
The water is black in the storm
I made up your bed in the lighthouse
Because the sun never comes up anymore

When all of the stars are chewed up
And the planets are piles of spiraling rocks
I'll climb up the stairs and I'll follow the fate of my son
My son
My son
I'll follow the fate of my son

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Writer(s): Jackson Hamilton
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