The lighthouse winks across the water
blue white streamers a beacon of light
standing empty, whitewashed tower
where progress and man pa** like ships
in the night
we're watching the right hand
not watching the left hand
sonn we'll be watching the worl
d turn
with no hands at all
we're really amazing
this trail we are blazing
burning the bridge between our rise
and fall....
weathered old man, tending the flame
lit a big fire for the child in me
salty dog in a shoreline castle
being replaced by a chip in the sea
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we used to dig! lift! heave!
now we has turned to it
programs! computes!
but hardly understands.
a wave of progress is rising
and rising
rising over this figure of our
history
washing away years of tradition
a life and love buried at sea
set adrift among the neon and fast food
countless forms and manpower cues
a castaway on a push bu*ton planet
where progress is measured my how
much you lose
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