Taking the Easy Way Out - Steve Hackett

Another night I’ve drunk my fill

Perhaps it’s time to dim the light

And while the hours the sandman comes

Stumbling round like a bowery bum

Maybe I’ll dream an Egyptian scene

Taking the easy way out

Taking the easy way out again

Maybe we’ll meet in paradise

Where far beyond the shores of trust

A boat on sea can travel the land

We set sail for a castle of sand

The desert wind

Can darken your skin