Richard Thompson - Josephine lyrics

Josephine paces the room Josephine wishes the stars would appear Breathless she'll run to her tryst On the brow of the hill If God will Josephine looks for a rose To perfume the tight angry curls of her hair He'll come this once, and maybe again, but where Or when And the leaves blow in And the leaves blow into the hall Josephine dresses her wound One scent of blood and he might disappear Or maybe he'll want to devour her whole and complete In a heart beat Josephine talks in her sleep More friends around her asleep than awake Cries desolation to phantoms But nobody hears A dream's tears (Chorus) Josephine writes on the wall Writes all the thoughts that escape from her head Hundreds and thousands of words written small on the wall That's all