You stand beside the rusted gate
The hour grows a little late
The tall grass hides the garden stone
You walk the perimeter alone
Swing the silver beam across the yard
Keeping watch and standing guard
Cutting through the heavy green
The brightest light you've ever seen
The workshop smells of oil and pine
You trace a steady golden line
The ivy climbs the cedar wall
You watch the heavy raindrops fall
Swing the silver beam across the yard
Keeping watch and standing guard
Cutting through the heavy green
The brightest light you've ever seen
A plastic tarp begins to blow
The wild mint starts to overgrow
You spot a movement by the shed
A sudden flash of copper red
Swing the silver beam across the yard
Keeping watch and standing guard
Cutting through the heavy green
The brightest light you've ever seen
The battery starts to fade away
The dark returns to steal the day
You click the switch a dozen times
While distant bells begin their chimes
Cold wind hits the collar of your coat
A humming song inside your throat
The beam flickers once and then it dies
Underneath the midnight velvet skies
You lean against the peeling paint
The summer air is growing faint
You hold the plastic casing tight
And wait for just one spark of light
Swing the silver beam across the yard
Keeping watch and standing guard
Cutting through the heavy green
The brightest light you've ever seen
Just one spark of light.
Keep the yard in sight.
Silver beam.
