An old man by a seashore at the end of day Gazes the horizon with seawinds in his face Tempest-tossed island seasons all the same Anchorage unpainted and a ship without a name

Sea without a shore for the banished one unheard He lightens the beacon, light at the end of world Showing the way lighting hope in their hearts The ones on their travels homeward from afar

This is for long-forgotten Light at the end of the world Horizon crying The tears he left behind long ago

The albatross is flying making him daydream The time before he became one of the world's unseen Princess in the tower, children in the fields Life gave him it all: An island of the universe

Now his love's a memory a ghost in the fog He sets the sails one last time saying farewell to the world Anchor to the water, seabed far below Grass still in his feet and a smile beneath his brow

This is for long-forgotten Light at the end of the world Horizon crying The tears he left behind long ago

This is for long-forgotten Light at the end of the world Horizon crying The tears he left behind so long ago

So long ago