Lighthouse in a City of

[Verse 1]
You paint the avenues in rows of amber gold
Each window knows the same old way back home
I keep a beam that bends beyond the map
And finds the shore beneath the rooftops' stone

[Pre-Chorus]
You call it crooked, call it out of line
But every compass has a coast to find

[Chorus]
I’m a lighthouse in a city of streetlights
Turning where your roads run out of sight
I don’t shine wrong, I shine another way
I find the hidden shore beyond the day
Lighthouse, lighthouse—aiming past the lines
A different light, a different kind of sign

[Verse 2]
The alley ends where wild fig branches climb
A roof holds rain no lamp can make appear
I learned my strange direction isn’t broken
It’s meant to lead where no one else comes near

[Pre-Chorus]
You call it crooked, call it out of line
But every compass has a coast to find

[Chorus]
I’m a lighthouse in a city of streetlights
Turning where your roads run out of sight
I don’t shine wrong, I shine another way
I find the hidden shore beyond the day
Lighthouse, lighthouse—aiming past the lines
A different light, a different kind of sign

[Bridge]
Let the avenues keep their familiar names
I’ll mark the inlet underneath the bridge
When every map insists the world is finished
I’ll show you where the folded edges live

[Final Chorus]
I’m a lighthouse in a city of streetlights
Turning where your roads run out of sight
I don’t shine wrong, I shine another way
I find the hidden shore beyond the day
Lighthouse, lighthouse—aiming past the lines
A different light, a different kind of sign

[Outro]
A different light
A different way