Foghorn Town - The Growlers

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