Pacific Blues
Sleeping at Last
[Intro] [Verse] If i could rearrange my words I’d say what i mean If i could learn to count the cards I’d risk everything Imagine how brave i’d be If i knew i’d be safe If i could only know the end I’d be a prodigy of faith [Pre-Chorus] If i had a treasure map oh the answers i’d find I’d dust off the artifacts ’til i made ’em all shine [Chorus] Everything i know is borrowed broken or blind And what i’ve seen of beautiful feels merely implied Is it the treatment of symptoms or a touch of divine? I guess the truth is that the truth is of complex design How i ache to know [After Chorus] God knows that i know we’re little boats in the great big sea Setting sail after sail in the hopes of finding a breeze [Verse] Every compass i have followed i’ve trusted and denied So it goes with an ever-changing definition of right Is it the treatment of symptoms or a touch of divine? I guess the truth is that the truth is of complex design [Instrumental] x2 [Chorus] If ignorance is bliss then i guess i’m in heaven But this hesitant kiss sends me back to the grasp of the sea Setting sail after sail in the hopes of finding a breeze [Outro]
