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 regret
Fortune's 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
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