Dante's Prayer by Lorreena McKennitt


When the dark wood fell before me

And all the paths were overgrown

When the priests of pride say there is no other way

I tilled the sorrows of stone


I did not believe because I could not see

Though you came to me in the night

When the dawn seemed forever lost

You showed me your love in the light of the stars


Cast your eyes on the ocean

Cast your soul to the sea

When the dark night seems endless

Please remember me


Then the mountain rose before me

By the deep well of desire

From the fountain of forgiveness

Beyond the ice and the fire


Cast your eyes on the ocean

Cast your soul to the sea

When the dark night seems endless

Please remember me


Though we share this humble path, alone

How fragile is the heart

Oh give these clay feet wings to fly

To touch the face of the stars


Breathe life into this feeble heart

Lift this mortal veil of fear

Take these crumbled hopes, etched with tears

We'll rise above these earthly cares


Cast your eyes on the ocean

Cast your soul to the sea

When the dark night seems endless

Please remember me...

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