From A Col­lec­tion of Songs Writ­ten and Recorded 1995–1997 (1997)

This is a sim­ple song, musi­cally, that has a sim­ple con­cept, lyri­cally. It’s all about lights. There’s one for this, and there’s one for that, and that’s basi­cally the song. Observe more lights, repeat. Yet, there is still a mel­on­choly draped over this song. Bright Eyes proves that even a song about light (cheer­ful, warm­ing, bright­en­ing light) can make you feel depressed. Yet, we’re unsure how to feel. The song ends talk­ing about a light­house (we assume) that watches over the ships, and it feels lit­tle optimistic.

Notable lyric: There’s one that waits for clos­ing time / And there’s one that gets left on all night / And there’s one that marks the west­ern sky / And it shines down on the quiet street