[Recorded in 1998 at Soundzone Studios by Bo Lund Additional mastering in 2010 by Peter Ole Jørgensen at Ninth World Studios]
Lyrics: Vast outstreched diamond lakes in the sky the mighty stillness of mountains rain will fall - maybe forever winds of mercy, I hope will take me far from this... ...This desolate place
And I fear you're love will fade away And I fear there's no end to this pain And I fear your heart has turned away And I fear I won't see you again And in the night I often turn to the starres this diamond lake of tears and I think back when you and I were one Under this... ...this desolate sun
And I cry for that broken dream And I cry for for the absence of your love And I cry for your broken word And I cry for the loss of your light
In the season of night let it come that the raven may gueard upon thee and when pursued by snow, rain, wind and darkness let it come that I see with the celestial eyes of bright wisdom - from the Tibetan Book of the Dead
And I wish your hand were in mine And I wish that all is not lost And I hope that whereever you're fine And I know I miss you all to much