Weary and silent You stopped over deep in thought, Bliss of the far land Was just the song of old. Flickering softly Arose a frail blue star. Hear the high wind groaning And the dark waves roaring afar.
Lead through the gloom and fading, Icy rocks cold and drear, Where nothing more is waiting But wells of sorrow. Where the stars are shining Over the rolling sea And the forsaken quay And I will follow.
Wraiths of the black days Often would haunt your mind, Dear wounded places Were left long ago behind When you departed To find just more bitter end… Still the world was turning, Deathless fire burning beyond.
Lead through despair and tears Over the paths of stone Where beds of ancient rivers Are drained and hollow, Where lurking grief and memories Turn to a marvellous song Flowing in the rays of dawn And I will follow.
Lead through the mists and doubt Fissures and endless frost, Whatever fate’s about To bring tomorrow. Lead to the realm of missing And let the gate out be closed, And time be lost And I will follow.