The sea and the sky,
The constant flight.
The trembling headlights
Guide through the night.

The sea lapping softly,
The stars all aligned.

Haunting lights,
Ghostly lives at sea.

Whispering softly
Under black and purple sky.
The sea is like a bruise.
Pale like the moon,
There's so much to gain
And nothing to lose.

Flicking the headlights
I am a lighthouse,
I am alight.

Everything tempered and colours blending
The storm will be ending soon...