Pick up the broken pieces from the ground
All your diminishing returns
And take a good look at the master plan
‘Cause down here every candle burns

You are gentle as the morning dew
Torment can’t wash away your grace
In search of angels with the Uist eyes
So many suns light up your face

Too many seas to cross, too many roads
You leave me with my higher need
This one horizon in our borrowed hour
Such little lives we lead

Tonight the skies are red
So red they fill my eyes
Sundown on barren words that can’t describe
Your island paradise
But I know all’s well with the world
Don’t worry any more
Don’t worry now
Another sun will rise

from: Runrig: In Search of Angels: In Search of Angels
Lyrics by Calum MacDonald, Isle of North Uist