Time To Talk To Joseph

I lay awake til morning, mind racing through the gloom
I practice shadow puppets on my side of the room
You softly snore beside me as I make the figures dance
Until finally I’m laughing at the random path of chance
It’s time to talk to Joseph
Gonna pack my little sack
There isn’t much I really need
To wander off the track
I’ll be sleeping under ledges
Eating what I find
I’ll read the reaching branches
Strum your heartstrings in my mind
I think I’ll head on up the north bank, turn left up Campbell’s Creek
There’s an old grey man that lives up there and his counsel now I seek
Those twisting nooks and crannies, those hollers dark and deep
Are calling to me in my dreams, whenever I can sleep
It’s time to talk to Joseph
Gonna pack my little sack
There isn’t much I really need
To wander off the track
I’ll be sleeping under ledges
Eating what I find
I’ll read the reaching branches
Strum your heartstrings in my mind
There’s too many threads to follow and it seems the only way
Is to dive into the darkness that leads me into day
Don’t worry 'bout me darling, I’m comin back again
My spirit will be stronger from a power deep within
It’s time to talk to Joseph
Gonna pack my little sack
There isn’t much I really need
To wander off the track
I’ll be sleeping under ledges
Eating what I find
I’ll read the reaching branches
Strum your heartstrings in my mind