The Lighthouse
The lighthouse stands and never leavesIt's light shines brightly through the night
Saving ships from the shoal
Their cargo to be delivered well
While sleeping in my bed
I remember the fog horn sound
Making me feel safe and snug
And though I've left
The sound remains inside my head.
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