Goodbye Hobart

Trace your fingers down the lines Beneath my eyes near the same crowded beach by the old broken signs Take some money from the car So we can start to pay off failing artists writing love songs in Hobart I guess that I really just never wanna leave Drive back north just to say goodbye to all that I've seen Let your father know that she cared and she was there to guide her only child With the wisdom that she could spare When my mothers gone as well I don't think that I'll stand a chance all on my own With these useless, delicate hands I guess that I really just never wanna leave Take that same boat over back to my depressing routine Back to the study and the 21st century scheme At least all my friends are there and man, they've been good to me