ode to insomnia - across the Great Divide

Foto: N. Pettersen

I`ve been walkin in my sleep
Countin troubles stead of countin sheep
Where the years went I can`t say
I just turned around and they`ve gone away

I´ve been siftin´ through the layers
Of dusty books and faded papers
They tell a story I used to know
And it was one that happend so long ago

It´s gone away in yesterday
Now I find myself on the mountainside
Where the rivers change direction
Across the Great Divide

Now, I heard the owl-acallin`
Softly as the night was fallin`
With a question and I replied
But he`s gone across the borderline

The finest hour that I have seen
Is the one that comes between
The edge of night and the break of day
It`s when the darkness rolls away

Kate Wolf