Текст песни Jack Johnson - F-Stop Blues
Jack Johnson - F-Stop Blues слова песни
F-Stop BluesHermit crabs and cowry shells crush beneath his feet as he comes towardsyou,he`s waving a shoeLift him up to see what you can see, as he begins his focusing,he’s aiming at you.And now he has, gutterways for memories and closeups of anythingthat he has seen or even dreamed, and now he’s finished focusing.He’s imagining lightening striking, sea sickness away from here.Look who’s laughing now that you’vewasted,how many years and you’ve barely even tasted,anything remotely close to everything you’ve boasted about.Look who’s crying now.Driftwood floats after years of erosion.Incoming tide touches roots to expose them.Quicksand steals my shoes.Clouds bring the F-stop blues.Look who’s laughing now that you’ve wasted,how many years and you’ve barely even tasted,anything remotely close to everything you’ve boasted about.Look who’s crying now.