X Marks the Spot

Savoy

Compositor: Pål Waaktaar

Pick me up
Dust me off
Send me on my way
A brilliant Sun
In the sky
This could be the day
Take a shot
X marks the spot

You're bound to hit something
Dust in your mind
Blurry the lines
You worry about nothing
A bump in the road
A memory gone cold
Don't let the hurt show

Hunter down
In the grass
Here right next to me
See the crowd
Rise and dip
Far's the eye can see
Make the shot
X marks the spot

Failure means nothing
What's obvious to me
Your eyes cannot see
Friends think you're bluffing
Tea leafing the signs
Crowding your mind
For years down the line

Figured you knew
Dust in your mind
Blurry the lines
Filling up notebooks
Words seeking rhymes
Drifting in time
I've cleared my morning
For you