

The compass spins in the heavy dark
A restless needle a wandering spark
Lost in the pull of the midnight tide
With nothing but the moon to guide
But I've got a beacon drawn in ink
Five points to keep me from the brink
A steady glow that burns so bright
To steer me through the darkest night
You are the north that calls me home
No matter where these waters roam The gales will howl and the
sails will tear
But I'm holding on to the promise there
Carved in the lines where the map unfolds
A steadfast truth that a sailor holds
Cause I've got a beacon drawn in ink
Five points to keep me from the brink A
steady glow that burns so bright
To steer me through the darkest night
You are the north that calls me home
No matter where these waters roam
When the sky goes black and the ocean crashes
And the lighthouse fades in memory's flashes
I look to the sky past the anchor and line
And follow the glow of that singular sign
Following the five points
Sailing by the steadfast light
Drop the anchor end the fight
I'm finally home tonight