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Jane Siberry Miscellaneous I Paddle My Canoe Oh, I don't like the look of the look of today A great grey cloud is coming our way So I move through the streets on my own A-huffing and a-puffing and feeling so alone O Grandfather, Grandfather Will you wake up? Will you take up these threads? O Grandmother, Grandmother I am walking on such thin ice I wonder how you feel? And a fire is burning in the fireplace And the windows crackle with rain Feels so part of my place So I leave my sleeping ancients And I walk down the steps And I move to the edge of the forest Where I lay my heaviness... Oh, where is my sweet puppy? Oh, there you are You're never far behind Sometimes he seems like a little lamb So I push off from the shore I press my face against the watery place I push off from the shore My sweet dog and you I paddle my canoe Across the water and home to you. Way back then, way back then My Grandfather sleeping by the fire Way back then, way back then My Grandmother dreaming of desire Way back then, way back there My sweet family I will return someday But on this grey afternoon There's something that I must obey So I paddle my canoe out across the bay The end of an endless day My puppy and me Across the water and home to thee |
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