A Colour Wheel of False Lights in the Media Grand Narrative

False Light

Under a sky blackened dark, he whistles through the marsh
No earthly lantern call, shall guide him safe
Oh my you are a brave man, but your heart is all I command
So from the path I’ll lure you down, with reeds so fine

This False Light will make you run
Will make you fall like a charm

Through the wild marsh he delved, his eyes bright as a child
No whiskey cloud shall dim, the rushes call
Oh my you are a brave man, but your fear is all I command
So through the mist I’ll lure you down, with peat so fine

This False Light will make you run
Will make you fall like a charm
This false light will make you run
Will make you fall into my arms

They’ll make you search for days, but your love has gone
They’ll make you cry for days, oh lantern man
My light my love