The Last Lightkeeper

On the edge of the ocean, where the wild winds cry Stands a lonely tower, reaching for the sky Its lantern unlit, but whispers still remain A ghost of devotion, lost to the rain The last lightkeeper, bound to the tide Time moves on, but he still stands inside A beacon for the lost, a guide through the waves Though the world forgets, the lighthouse stays Through the shattered windows, the sea calls his name A spirit of duty, untouched by the flame Though no ships may see him, his watch never fades A prisoner of echoes, in the mist's embrace The last lightkeeper, bound to the tide Time moves on, but he still stands inside A beacon for the lost, a guide through the waves Though the world forgets, the lighthouse stays At the edge of forever, where stories dissolve In this house of shadows, where memories revolve His lantern may dim, but the fire won't die Still keeping his vigil beneath the cold sky The last lightkeeper, bound to the tide Time moves on, but he still stands inside A beacon for the lost, a guide through the waves Though the world forgets, the lighthouse stays Let the echoes of the past light the stars tonight Let them remind us that some flames still shine bright For though he is unseen, his signal still calls Guiding lost hearts through the endless squalls The last lightkeeper, bound to the tide Time moves on, but he still stands inside A beacon for the lost, a guide through the waves Though the world forgets, the lighthouse stays On the edge of the ocean, where the wild winds cry There stands a lighthouse beneath the moon's eye And though the keeper fades into mist and time His light still lingers, forever aligned