The Harvest Quinn Band
The Harvest Quinn Band - Sleep Sound, Cleveland songtekst
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When this tired town settled down to sleep And the grinning clock could no longer herd the ambitious sheep I sat sifting through sands of silent stare, though you said I mustn't pace Found comfort in those kind shadows, just a silhouette without a face When the curious light comes crawling through half drawn blinds Realize I've been lying wide awake just about half the time So I beg the jealous day, forget me for a while Tracing myself in other people's lives Playing promises with piper's pride I can pull myself together tomorrow the boys cried And I took you aside Gave you this advice You can all sleep sound in Cleveland Tonight Could you ever forgive these fragile footsteps And the helpless patterns they create? Lord, I'm a slave to the serpent's satin tongue You can open my eyes but I can't be saved From the fire that brings the fevered hush Plant our voices deep inside of me What do we reap but a few sorrowed lines? There is no season for a pauper's deceit So I won't reach out my hands I beg the jealous day, forget me for a while Tracing myself in other people's lives Playing promises with piper's pride I can pull myself together tomorrow the boys cried And I took you aside Gave you this advice You can all sleep sound in Cleveland Tonight You can all sleep sound tonight