ฟังเพลงPacific Blues

Pacific Blues - Sleeping At Last

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 were safe

If I could only know the end

I'd be a prodigy of faith

If I had a treasure map oh the answers I'd find

I'd dust off the artifacts 'til I made 'em all shine

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

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

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 and a touch of divine

I guess the truth is that the truth is of complex design

If ignorance is bliss then I guess I'm in heaven

This hesitant kiss sends me back to the grasp of the sea

Setting sail after sail in the hopes of finding a breeze