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Scottish Lights

I'm here in the West, Off the island of Arran
And I'm stood on the small isle of Pladda
And I'm staring out to sea, And I'm thinking of ships
That look for the light to guide them

So I move off to Barra, The Flannans and North Rona
Each with their mystery and mercy
Through the winds at Cape Wrath, The heavy seas at Fair Isle
Each with their light to warn me

And those lights make no sound as they pirouette round
Giving hope to the mariners who see them
And I'm moved by their solitude, the power of the sea
And I look for your light to guide me

I saw Robert Stevenson, stand on the Bell Rock
Giving thanks to the Great Architect
For the lighthouse he built there, in the midst of the swell
Still stands to his praise and glory

Now the light is above me, and it's held me in wonder
For the many years that I've tried to follow
Though sometimes I've travelled, through the storm and the mist
It's always shone out to find me

And those lights...

I'm seduced by the names, of these far off lights
Sule Skerry, Ruvaal, Ardnamurchan
And I dwell on those keepers, who used to stand watch
And I think on the times they spent there

But you know I've never set foot, on the fair Scottish lights
No it's only a song that I'm dreaming
But one day I'll make it, To wonder and pray
And gaze on the wide horizon

And those lights...