Mooring Songtext
von Jake Feeney

Take form of an ocean, and blow it all open
His words are the heaviest stones
Push for the day when all you pushed but it gave in
And his palace is buried heart-gold

And he said
A fool′s heart, your smoking gun
But you are your only one


Could I pick a stranger loch to be a mooring for
When my pay is an empty drawer
Gonna catch a big draft
Get pulled by the forecast
When my steady is a jaded old soul

And he said
A fool's heart, your smoking gun
But you are your only one
A fool′s heart, your smoking gun
But you are your only one

(Ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh)

A fool's heart, your smoking gun
But you are your only one
So stay wild when said and done
Cause you are your only one