[ti:F-Stop Blues] [ar:Jack Johnson] [al:Brushfire Fairytales] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]F-Stop Blues - Jack Johnson (杰克·约翰逊) [00:15.90]Hermit crabs and cowry shells [00:18.53]Crush beneath his feet as [00:20.56]He comes towards you [00:22.28]He's waving at you [00:29.00]Lift him up to see what you can see [00:34.43]He begins his focusing [00:36.77]He's aiming at you [00:43.92]And now he has cutaways from memories [00:47.78]And close ups of anything that [00:53.20]He has seen or even dreamed [00:56.58]And now he's finished focusing [00:59.11]He's imagining lightning [01:04.30]Striking sea sickness [01:08.02]Away from here [01:15.14]Look who's laughing now that you've wasted [01:22.39]How many years and you've barely even tasted [01:29.98]Anything remotely close to [01:33.77]Everything you've boasted about [01:37.41]Look who's crying now [02:00.24]Driftwood floats after years of erosion [02:03.64]Incoming tide touches roots to expose them [02:07.79]Quicksand steals my shoe [02:11.28]Clouds bring the f stop blues [02:22.18]Look who's laughing now that you've wasted [02:29.65]How many years and you've barely even tasted [02:37.03]Anything remotely close to [02:40.86]Everything you've boasted about [02:44.53]Look who's crying now