Nostalgia is a lighthouse
shining its light for new ships

Nostalgia enjoys what is,
no desire for things to change,

but ere long, Nostalgia watches
as the ships sail away

so Nostalgia waits
waits to guide them once more
but no ships return

The lighthouse grows lonely
as it awaits their reunion

but what was is gone
drifting further into the past
expecting the light to shine onward
to guide what will be

Yet Nostalgia shines its light backwards
hoping to find what was
hoping for the ships to return
forming a fog from a fading future

So when a new ship comes
to be guided by the light,

it crashes into the rocks below
as the light gazes backwards

And what will be becomes what could have been
forming a fog from a fading future
as Nostalgia keeps waiting,

paying no heed to the sinking ships at its shore
Nostalgia keeps waiting
never once looking forward