[00:00.00]F-Stop Blues - Jack Johnson (杰克·约翰逊)
[00:07.78]Composed by：Jack Johnson
[00:15.56]Hermit crabs and cowry shells
[00:18.52]Crush beneath his feet as he comes towards you
[00:22.04]He's waving at you
[00:28.68]Lift him up to see what you can see
[00:34.24]He begins his focusing
[00:36.58]He's aiming at you
[00:44.09]And now he has cutaways from memories
[00:47.73]And close-ups of anything that
[00:52.79]He has seen or even dreamed
[00:56.46]And now he's finished focusing
[00:59.02]He's imagining lightning
[01:03.72]Striking sea sickness
[01:07.60]So away from here
[01:14.80]Look who's laughing now that you've wasted
[01:22.61]How many years and you've barely even tasted
[01:29.29]Anything remotely close to
[01:33.13]Everything you've boasted about
[01:36.82]Look who's crying now
[01:59.89]Driftwood floats after years of erosion
[02:03.29]Incoming tide touches roots to expose them
[02:07.43]Quicksand steals my shoe
[02:10.79]Clouds bring the f-stop blues
[02:21.66]Look who's laughing now that you've wasted
[02:28.89]How many years and you've barely even tasted
[02:36.26]Anything remotely close to
[02:40.30]Everything you've boasted about
[02:43.90]Look who's crying now