F Stop Blues
Jack Johson

E G#5
Hermit crabs and cowry shells
A B7
Crush beneath his feet as he comes towards you
E G#% A B7
He's waving at you

E G#5 A B7 x2
Lift him up to see what you can see
He begins his focusing
He's aiming at you

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And now he has cutaways from memories
And close-ups of anything that
He has seen or even dreamed
And now he's finished focusing

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He's imagining lightning
Striking sea sickness
Away from here

E G#5 A B7 x2
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

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Driftwood floats, after years of erosion
Incoming tide touches roots to expose them,
Quicksand steals my shoe,
Clouds bring the f-stop blues

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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