I fade out of focus sometimes

And I can't bring it back down

I've seen things I wish I did not

And I can't go back to that town

I see now

A lighthouse

Do you recognize your name

In the flashing of the beacon?

In the Morse code?

One day I'll be out of references to make

But I'll see the cutting in the trees

I'll burn instax pictures while

The flashlight's calling out to me

One day I'll feel tired of

The spite engulfing me

It's no longer an annoyance

Now it's a part of me

Sometimes I feel

Like stability is a fantasy

I'm still haunted by the things

I did in reality

I see now

A lighthousе

Do you recognize your name

In thе flashing of the beacon?

In the Morse code?

I see now

A safehouse

Do you see me in the shadows?

In the flicker of the candle

In the signals from the smoke

Oh, I call out to the lover

From a liar's ethos

And I beg now for an answer

But that's not for me to know

I'm a lover fallen under

The tides of shutting you now

I thought it'd be different now

Oh, I call out to another

From a desperate ether

And I beg for something more

But I guess I'll never know

I'm a lover to discover

All about this endless beacon

That encodes the question

(As much as the answers)