I was graciously invited by Per (St. Paul) to sing this very tender, personal song of transformation. Per’s beautiful music and heartfelt melody encompasses the themes of the lyric which was written for Per by Jurgen Hermann. My thanks to both Per and Jurgen for allowing me to be part of this music. [Harmonies are also uploaded in separate files attached hereto.]

The Quiet Hours

There’s a tall man on the shore
There’s a shallow wind
A few tracks in the damp sand
They’re easy — lighter than a child

Step by step, stone by stone
Are you searching for ancient treasure
A singing seagull on a cliff
A song without reason

Never ever have you found
No one knows what you are searching for
Are you searching for the hours falsley deducted from the account of your life
The quiet, a gentle wind
Your search seems so vain
Your days are so loud

One day, the wind and the empty beach
A seagull sails high above your head
On the last day you found in the sand the sense of it all
It’s been the quiet hours

Never ever have you found
No one knows what you are searching for
Are you searching for the hours falsley deducted from the account of your life
The quiet, a gentle wind
Your search seems so vain
Your days are so loud