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Little light shining
Little light will guide them to me
My face is all lit up
My face is all lit up
If they find me racing white horses -
They'll not take me for a buoy.

Let me be weak, let me sleep And Dream Of Sheep.

Oh I'll wake up to any sound of engines
Every gull a seeking craft
Ican't keep my eyes open -
Wish I had my radio

I`d tune into some friendly voices.
Talking 'bout stupid things
I can't be left to my imagination
Let me be weak, let me sleep And Dream Of Sheep -

Ooh, their breath is warm,
And they smell Iíke sleep
And they say they take me home -
Like poppies, heavy with seed -
They take me deeper and deeper. 

Bouzouki: Donald Lunny
Whistles: John Sheahan