Harvest Quinn Band Sleep Sound, Cleveland
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
