You did it: you changed wild lament into whirling dance;
You ripped off my black mourning band and decked me with wildflowers.
I´m about to burst with song;
I can´t keep quiet about you. God, my God.
I can´t thank you enough.
Songs, Lyrics, Vocal, Gitarre, Bass, Didgeridoo: Clinton Campisi
Mixing: Markus Friedrichsen