Oh, I don't like the look of the look of today   A great gray 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 gray 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