Small, a speck in the wide blue sea
'Tis the last of all the land
A dweller upon our lonesome isle
The last, lonely man?
On weary night, under stars
He'd often lay and gaze
Up towards the moon and stars
The sun's dying haze
Time and again, Orion's light
Filled our man with joy
Within the belt, he'd see his love
Remembering her voice
Such is life upon the isle
Of torment and woe
One day good, one day bad
And some days, even hope
The light at the end of the world
Burns bright for mile and mile
Yet tends the man, its golden glow
In misery all the while?
For 50 years he stands and waits
Atop the light, alone
Looking down upon his isle
The gods have made his home
A deity felt sympathy and threw our man a light
Your woman you may see again, for a single night
"I'll tend the light, for one more night with the woman whom I love"
Screamed the man, with tearful eyes, to the deity above
And so it was that very night his lover did return
To his arms and to their bed, together they did turn
In deepest love and lust and lust for life entwined they did fall
Lost within each other's arms they danced
Her hair, long and black
The dark, beauty of her eyes
Olive skin and warm embrace
Her memory never dies
Agony, like none before
Was suffered by our man
Anger raged and misery too
Like nothing ever before
His sacrifice was not so great
He insists upon the world
Again he would crime, again he would pay
For one moment with the girl
Long was the night filled with love
For them the world was done
Awoke he did to brightest light
His woman and life had gone
To his feet he leapt, to the sea he looked
To the lighthouse on the stone
The price is paid and from now on
He lives forever alone
50 years have passed since then
And not a soul has he seen
But his woman lives with him still
In every single dream
'Tis sad to hear how young love has died
To know that alone, someone has cried
But memories are ours to keep
To live again in our sleep
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