Tuskar Lighthouse shining bright
Flashing warning through the night
Built on rocks far out at sea
Through the night my company.
When all the world is fast asleep
Snoring softly between clean sheets
When all the world is yours and mine
Til dawn arrives and behind you shines.
Named ‘great rock’ by the Norse
You help the sailors keep their course
Away from reefs that sink the ships
Your name is blessed on sailors lips.
Fourteen men in eighteen twelve
Built the lighthouse, gave their lives
So sailing ships could avoid the grave
That claimed one hundred boats before.
Above a sea resolute and proud
Standing tall against the waves
And everything the storm can throw
On winter nights when hope is low.
But tonight is still and the sea
Reflects an orange moon serenely
The beam that shines for twenty miles
Lights up my room and helps me while
My lonely vigil across empty hours
Til I return the world I borrowed.
