1. |
The Light
03:57
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For three weeks this lights my life
Salt, sea and rocks my home
Given up the easy life
A sentence self-imposed
We take the place of the other keepers
Relief awash on their faces
Three drained shells of men
Stumble to the boat
One says to me as he passes by
“This Chicken Rock is surely cursed”
My fellow keepers laugh away
But his face doesn’t seem to joke
I walk to my bedroom
And there stand my coffin bed
I get a taste of claustrophobia
A bitter pill inside my mouth
And now we sit, drink and eat
Try to forget where we are
One man young the other old
Sitting on my left and right
The young a friend from years gone by
The old a man who’s seen it all
He quickly leaves to tend the light
The only reason why we’re here
The Light, Shining through the night
The Light, Shining through the night
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2. |
White Water
03:26
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Up the light
I see the dark
Across the Irish Sea
Racing in
Roaring cries
Crashing through the sky
The men arrive
To watch the storm
Share uneasy looks
We grab a smoke
Drift away
As the storm begins to hit
Sea is heaving
Waves are crashing
Faces turning white
Hands are shaking
Confidence breaking
And there ain’t no sign of shore
Speaking to
The eldest keeper
He’s never seen a storm like this
Days pass and pass
With no rest
As the light gets battered on
Trapped inside
This tiny world
Makes you feel on edge
The only thing
To keeps me sane
Tobacco cigarettes
Sea is heaving
Waves are crashing
Faces turning white
Hands are shaking
Confidence breaking
And there ain’t no sign of shore
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3. |
Bleak
08:54
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Endless is my work
Atop of this light
It seems like years
Till we see our family back home
The boat was meant to come
And pick us up today
But the storm keeps raging on
More weeks to work away
Food and water is enough
We’ve weeks to keep us fed
But the tobaccos been smoked up
Withdrawal affects us all
I can see the men grow weak
Their faces turn away
Sapping of the strength
Passing of the day
The crashing of the waves
Wash away my hope
And the endless wind
Erodes my soul
Passing on the torch
The youngest Keeper walks on through
Waves away my hand
As he passes by
No expression on his face
Turned a deathly pale
Staring at the waves
As they come crashing in
I try to speak to him
Ask him how he feels
No matter how I try
He doesn’t speak
Usually we talk
Laugh and joke away
So I leave to go to bed
My friends not here tonight
The crashing of the waves
Wash away my hope
And the endless wind
Erodes my soul
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4. |
Close the Door
04:43
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As I wake to see my friends blank face
His eyes staring deep inside my soul
His arms are cold his hands like ice
Limp lifeless lying on the floor
I begin to wonder if I’m still asleep
Some kind of crazy nightmare taken hold
But the older keeper brings me back
And he confirms my worst fear
We pick him up, take him down the stair
To the only place, we can think
Down to the depths, of the light
Place him in the chill, Close the door
No time to mourn, no time to grieve
The light is dying too, It must be saved
One man’s life means so little
Compared to the souls out on the sea
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5. |
Mind Plays Tricks
05:22
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Troubled my thoughts, laboured, is my head
Two men work, a three men, shift all day
There’s no sleep, constantly, awake
There’s no rest, eyes are, failing me
Caffeine tea, blast of, icy wind
Keep my mind, alert, and awake
Anything, to keep, sleep away
Anything, to keep, sleep at bay
The storm keeps, battering, the light
Wave and wave beat, hope of rescue away
Endless work, shackled, to the light
Endless wait, rescue, boat is late
Tap my coat, to feel a, hidden fag
One last smoke, in case I start turning, mad
Give me strength, Mind and soul, weakening
Give me strength; Help me, through the night
Sea is heaving
Waves are crashing
Faces turning white
Hands are shaking
Confidence breaking
And there ain’t no sign of shore
Lightning flash, turning, of the light
Giving birth to, shadows, just out of sight
Mind plays tricks, sense start to lie
Mind plays tricks, do spirits really die?
Has my friend, come back to, punish me
I could have stayed, saved him, from himself
In the dark, waiting, for revenge
In the dark, feeling, on the edge
Freezing arms, reaching, behind my back
Icy Fingers, clutching, at my neck
Turning round, spectre, disappears
Turning round, it’s all, in my mind
Reaching for, sanity’s, final puff
The old man appears, relieves me from my work
Saving me, Safety, from my mind
Saving me, safety, of my sleep
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6. |
The Final Keeper
03:55
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I wake another day to see, nothings moved, still the same
Praying for the winds to change
Head to the kitchen for some food, walk in to see the old man
Sitting swearing at the storm
His eyes wild his face contorts, screaming running, up the light
I give chase as he runs
I try to control him, but he just breaks free
And runs for the outer rail
He tries to take a leap, but he slips and falls
Out cold in the rain
Mind gives up tryin to tell between
Dreaming and consciousness
Feeling stuck between life and death
Lines blurring black and white
Dragging him inside, Limp dead weight, soaking wet
Find my last cigarette
When he comes to, light it up, make him smoke
Try return some sense to him
The smoke calms him down, only for a moment
Tears streaming down his face
Sits, shakes, takes a drag, He stares me in the eyes
Tries to mutter out some words
“Darkness chasing round the room, shadows waiting for a fall”
The Paranoia’s taken hold
Mind gives up tryin to tell between
Dreaming and consciousness
Feeling stuck between life and death
Lines blurring black and white
Feel so alone on top this rock
Rescue just feels so far away
Feel so alone on top this rock
Rescue just feels so far away
Mind gives up tryin to tell between
Dreaming and consciousness
Feeling stuck between life and death
Lines blurring black and white
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7. |
Relief
07:51
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Something’s passed
A change in the air
Rhythmic pounding
Has died away
Deafening, Silence
Rings in my ears
Could this be, the end
Can I go home?
Jump out of bed, Run up the stairs
2 steps at a time
The anticipation, fragile hope
Rise with each stair
And from the top, I can see
The waves have ceased
The clouds have gone, the wind has left
And I can see the shore
After all that I’ve been through, it might be over
Rescue might just come today
Days turned to weeks; this nightmare didn’t want to end
Rescue might just come today
I rush to tell the other keeper
And wake him from his sleep
The storm has passed
And we can go home, go home
He just stares right through me
Doesn’t seem to care
For a second I thought the old man
Might still be there
I can see, the relief boat coming
I can see, my freedom
I can see, the relief boat coming
I can see, my freedom
The men come ashore
With a smile and a hand shake
They’ve no idea
Just what we’ve seen
Where do you start?
To explain what’s happened
Ones mans died
The others lost his mind
So I lead them
To the our fallen keeper
They slowly realise
The hell we’ve lived through
And as we leave
And pass on the torch
3 more men
Brave life on the rock
I can’t feel
Any sympathy
I’m just glad
To be safe and free
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