Fisheye

Lyrics

Words & music / Brian Mobley

Amy, what's that burning up inside you?
Dancing leaves are all around you
Do you dare?
Save me from the jesters of denial, bottled up desires, the wishing chair
Tear a corner of the paper, turn it into something greater before you say
Farewell to this deal of a lifetime, find yourself a new rhyme, I won't stay

I'm going down to Homer Spit
Gonna pitch a tent and live the life of a nomad
I'll spend my days at the Salty Dawg, bump on a log and dream of the times we should've had

Show me how to cuddle up beside you, see the beauty all around you still there
Lonely habits that I'm forming, don't leave without a warning, your essence rare
Lay down a couple of your favorites, I'll listen to them later before I say
Farewell to this deal of a lifetime, find myself a new rhyme I can't stay

I'm going down to Homer Spit...

It was just the other day you told me everything would be okay
And just because you wanted it that way don't make that thing go away

I'm going down to Homer Spit...