Lyrics
Pacific
From 'Traveler'
On the turn around, in search of evermore
I walk the moon,
and pounded on the floor
Took a hammer to the sky,
and nailed into the sun
For being on the fly,
while my song was on the run
My ragged boots, don’t fit me no more
I walked alone,
and dragged them to the shore
I made one last wish, and I counted down from ten
Well, I turned to the ocean
©2002 - Ron Schaffer

