โหลดเพลง mp3 Set Your Compass - Steve Hackett

Set Your Compass - Steve Hackett
Underneath a sailing moon

Lemon lime ginger soft glow

Scale the woodland around the dale

Rising falling through hedgerows
With her train the queen of night

Slowly turning the tide

From the long arms of the sea

Set your compass by your dream

Grazing sheep have lost their way
Fifty fathoms below the bay

Windward of the sunken rock blowing
Faces set like gravestones staring down
Oarsmen pull to cleave the brine

Neath the blackcliffs their cross bones
Under the waves and put to right
Toy armies too rusty to fight in the lowland
Cling to the wheel how deeply you breathe
Set your compass by your dream falling

Grazing sheep have lost their way
Fifty fathoms below the bay