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
d papers
They tell a story I used to know
And it was one that happened so long ago
:
It's gone away in yesterday
Now I find myself on the moutainside
Where the rivers change direction
Across the Great Divide
Now, I hear the owl a-callin'
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
Twice