Joseph - Allan Taylor, Eberhard Weber, Frank Fiedler

Joseph left in the first light of morning

The boatman was waiting, the tide was turning

And he stood for a moment as if to say

I will see you in passing

The wind took the sails and he floated away

Like so much driftwood washed out of the bay

And he sailed to the island where the sand meets the sky

And he breathed again

There was something about the sand and the sea

How it all comes together, how it’s all meant to be

For water is life and sand measures time

For the healing

They say he found Jesus, but that’s really not true

It’s just an excuse for the blind and confused

For he searched for beauty and freedom from pain

And he made himself well

Joseph we waited for you

We waited and hoped you’d come through

We looked to the mail-boat to bring us a word

But the sound of the seagull was all that we heard

Now he walks like a dancer who measures his space

So strong in his movement and easy with grace

And he carries his body like one who has seen

The hope of an answer

And way in the distance the island is there

It shifts in the sunlight, it floats in the air

A haven for dreamers and lovers who lost

And people like Joseph

Joseph we waited for you

We waited and hoped you’d come through

We looked to the mail-boat to bring us a word

But the sound of the seagull was all that we heard