Vārdi: Brendan Benson. My Old Familiar Friend. Eyes on the Horizon.

Well, I'm convinced that underneath that black hair
There's a listening device planted there
And there's a man who follows me everywhere
And I shouldn't care

I sit and watch as the world takes shape
In streaks of color and fields of rage
Until the lions are burned at the stake
It's a choice that we all have make
It's a choice that I'll have to make

Eyes on the horizon
The sky is so blinding
And it's not so surprising that it's nowhere
But you're so happy to be there

Whatever happened to the boy next door
We never see him around anymore
I heard he drowned and washed up on the shore
Or maybe somebody evened the score
Or maybe somebody scored

I found a tracking device in my shoe
Isn't there something that someone can do?
I trust no one and especially you
You told them everything that you knew
You told them all that you knew

Eyes on the horizon
The sun is so blinding
And it's not so surprising that it's nowhere
But you're so happy to be there

Here I am and it's nowhere again
And your eye's on me and your hand is a pen
And you're writing it down but you don't have an end
It's so good to be here with my old and familiar friend nowhere

Well, I'm convinced that underneath that blond hair
There's a listening device planted there
And there's a man who follows us everywhere
And we shouldn't care, no, we shouldn't care

Eyes on the horizon
It's only thunder and lightning
And again you're surmising that it's nowhere
Ooh, but you're still happy to be there
Oh, oh, nowhere, nowhere, nowhere

Nowhere
You told them all that you knew
Nowhere
I found a tracking device in my shoe

Nowhere
Isn't there something that someone can do?
Nowhere
I trust no one and especially you

Nowhere
You told them all that you knew
Nowhere