Pacific Blues

Sleeping At Last

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