Perry Blake - Wise Man's Blues

Wise is the man sleeps with the breezeNothing will ever bring him to his kneesCold are the nights, long are the daysBut no one can ever take love away

And he kept a lock and key on it foreverAnd he took it out to make sure it was deadAnd he held it in his handHe held it in his handAnd he waited for the dawn for some relief

Calm is the girl, flames in her hairKeeper of paths, mirth and despairCold winter day, warm summer night
That no one will ever bring back to life

And he kept a lock and key on it foreverAnd he took it out to make sure it was deadAnd he held it in his handHe held it in his handAnd he waited for the dawn for some release

Wise is the man sleeps with the breeze