Lyrics

2) POCKETFUL OF SIGHS

Where we are is a hidden star, Beyond these growing pains
We strain to hear ourselves grown clear, an alternate refrain.

Where we are from day to gray, echoes of amnesia
Can we take the day to play to waken poor Ophelia.

Sing a song of sweetness, a pocketful of sighs
One too many lifetimes, has simply drifted by.

There's a labyrinth of signposts, winding through the streets
Brides and guides and festive ghosts, all calling for a feast.
There’s a ringing in the counting house, of courtiers and money
We dream the dream of being free, we long to taste the honey.

Sing a song of sweetness, a pocketful of sighs
One too many lifetimes, has simply drifted by.

There’s poetry in faces and melodies leave traces
of the beautiful places you’ve been.
All that is, between us, brings us round again.

Sing a song of sweetness, a pocketful of sighs
One too many lifetimes, has simply drifted by.
Sing a song of sweetness, a pocketful of sighs
One too many lifetimes, has simply drifted by.

-The Levins © 2025/ Sweet Peach Blossoms/ ASCAP