Verdigris coats the arrow spine
Salt wind writes its briny line
Ferry wake cuts harbor stone
Dusk paints steel in grey unknown
Copper compass turns on Sydney breath
Points where southerly blows its death
Harbor lights stitch water skin
Keeper's ghost watches from within
Lamp oil stains the keeper's thumb
Brass polish climbs where rust has come
Tide marks climb the sandstone base
Gull cries stitch the evening haze
Copper compass turns on Sydney breath
Points where southerly blows its death
Harbor lights stitch water skin
Keeper's ghost watches from within
Rope fiber binds the lantern glass
Southerly howls through harbor pass
Opera sails catch final gold
Compass spins the stories told
Copper compass turns on Sydney breath
Points where southerly blows its death
Harbor lights stitch water skin
Keeper's ghost watches from within
No lamp to trim no log to keep
Just copper turning in the deep
The harbor sleeps on sandstone ribs
While vane points where the current lives
Morning tide will lift the mist
Arrow finds what wind has kissed
Keeper's chair stays cold and bare
Compass turns on empty air
Copper compass turns on Sydney breath
Points where southerly blows its death
Harbor lights stitch water skin
Keeper's ghost watches from within
Harpsichord ticks like tide clock
Flute breathes salt across the wire