Could you be a window In a darkened hall To give a passing soul A way of seeing through the wall And people stop in front of you And into you they peer Uncertain what they see because You're not exactly clear? Could you be a lighthouse Standing on a shore Meant to send a light out To the sailor in a storm But even though you show your light Not a boat can tell You didn't know you're not supposed to Shine it on yourself? Are you a bell that hasn't tolled? A drum that hasn't rolled? A word of hope unsaid? A declaration never read? Could you be? Could you be a siren Made to raise your voice But sinking in the silence Afraid of making noise Even though the enemy is flying overhead Even though the fire is continuing to spread? Are you a spear afraid of flight? A constellation afraid of night? A principle unknown? A pilgrim holding on to home? Could you be? A flare afraid to burn? A wheel unfree to turn? A compass shunning north In a vessel straying way off course? Could you be? Could you be a lighthouse Standing on a shore That the lost are looking for?