[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
