Slowly turns the key of time
In the lock of promises broken
In mute silence of my space
I crouch under my yearning
Under my yearning
The works of my gods receding now
Evade my grasping hands
Her hair I would long to adorn
With glowing stars
Her brow with shining sun
In silver I would trace
The moonshine of her grace
The shining one
Perfection of the skies
I knew and memories of my days
Fade away beyond my reach
And change to lonely nights
But ever so slowly
Turns the key of time
In a rusty lock
of broken promises
| 1 | Silent Waters |
| 2 | House of Sleep |
| 3 | Silver Bride |
| 4 | You I Need |
| 5 | The Smoke |
| 6 | Alone |
| 7 | Thousand Lakes |
| 8 | Black Winter Day |
| 9 | Sky Is Mine |
| 10 | My Kantele |