Lyrics

Foghorn Town, where the flowers can't bloom The girls and the boys are beautiful and doomed Dead ends all around with nothing for to do One of complacency, but they thought me a fool Find another state of mind Where the knowing lives in a feeling Oh, this town is a dreamer's mind Draw your own line into being Things unsaid, regurgitated mess Whip your head and try to shake off regrets Fortunes for the bold, don't get too comfortable Life ain't paradise, it's a pair of dice so let 'em roll Find another state of mind Where the knowing lives in a feeling Oh, this town is a dreamer's mind Draw your own line into being Ain't no sin in dreaming Not a fool for believing, it's true Nothing wrong with wondering Wondering is a game that I've discovered in you Find another state of mind Where the knowing comes from feeling Oh, this town is a dreamer's mind Draw your own lines into being Find another state of mind Where the knowing comes from feeling Oh, this town is a dreamer's mind Draw your own lines into being Find another state of mind Where the knowing comes from feeling Oh, this town is a dreamer's mind Draw your own lines into being
Writer(s): Matthew Taylor, Brooks Nielsen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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