Jessica Fogle: Songs
The Ballad of Driftwood and Bubbles
(Jessica Fogle)
2006
He holds a gun halfway down his throat
and I’m complaining about the noises
He holds a list in his fist and a lighter
and I hold checking account statements
Yea…
Baby I know I’m right
Yea…
Turn out the light.
He tempts the gods with his fatalist potions
and I am trying to straddle fences
He blurs his focus and finds bigger meaning
and I am squinting at bugs on concrete
Yea...
One of us can’t be right
Yea…
Isn’t that right?
Hey...
Don’t leave the light on
Hey...
Don’t wake me up when I’m dreaming.
Just my luck-
I’m always dreaming
(MUSIC)
Yea…
Just tell me I am right
Yea…
So we don't fight
He loves my nephews and I love my nephews
and he is drifting and I am drifting
He is like wood and I am like bubbles
and he is drifting
and we are drifting
Yea…
Maybe we both aren’t right
Yea…
So turn out the light
Just for tonight.