There’s a lighthouse in Sorrento,

Sending out morse code

No one seems to notice,

Their blinded by their phones

Whoever keeps the lighthouse,

Desperate for an answer

The message that they’re sending,

Doesn’t finger on a phone

Someone spots the lighthouse blinking,

An instagram novelty

The lighthouse cliff is sinking,

To damnation gradually

If the lighthouse gets no answer,

It knows how to handle matters

At the wake they seem surprised,

Why did they keep it all inside?