Lyrics:
tracks,
Footprints, dog-smellin' prints and they took twenty-seven 8 x 10 colored
Glossy photographs with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back
Well, here I sit by the window
Of this big old lonely mansion
Lookin' out over the Smokies
And on in everything I can see
Oh, I guess by now she's
feeling like one of your photographs
I´m trapped while I´m putting on airs,
And getting even by asking, "Who cares".
So, have all of your passionate
midnight,
An time to go downstairs and go to work
I wonder how he's doin' in, Tennessee?
[G.J. spoken:]
Well, here I sit by the window
Of this big old
Photographs of fancy tricks to get your kicks at sixty-six
He thinks of all the lips that he licks
And all the girls that he's going to fix
She
Photographs of fancy tricks to get your kicks at sixty-six
He thinks of all the lips that he licks
And all the girls that he's going to fix
She
That you can't be nobody else but my greatest company
I keep our photographs in my wallet
In case I feel like going back deep down in my memories
truth
This here my story
I'm grounded by light
I'm loving the truth
Tricked in the morn
Judged by the youth
Don't know where I'm goin'
Just closer to you
the pain
Only a photograph remains
You are the dove, I'm the ground
There's nothing else for me to do
I watch the storm clouds passing through
One by
a dream come true
But if by chance you're here alone
Can I have a moment before I go?
'Cause I've been by myself all night long
Hoping you're someone I
like a dream come true
But if by chance you're here alone
Can I have a moment before I go?
'Cause I've been by myself all night long
Hoping you're
you
By the oceanside
With your hand in mine
My heart won't forget
I recall your laugh
Caught in photographs
My heart won't forget
My heart
She owns a window to the ocean
She has a pipeline to the sky
But earthly creatures rarely notice
When guardian angels pass them by
Like a gecko
soon
Too much too soon
Well can you get excited by what you see
You've been takin' my love
You should be giving it back to me
Give a little bit
hearts
Adults who don't wish to know the Duc de Berry's great chateau
And hate the world of childhood and of art
We who paint or photograph to stop
it ain’t no other way
Photographs burning on the wall
All alone in my soul can you take me home
Hangin' with my dead homies in a group home
Ridin' off
I TOOK A WALK DOWN TO ROSE HILL
I USED TO GO THERE
TO NOT FEEL SO ILL
HIDIN’ BY THE SHADE TREE
CAN’T HELP BUT REGRET I’M COMIN’ UP CLEAN WITH MARY
just a distant memory
A faded photograph
Upon the rooftops i am a Black Cat
I'm a Sequoia
Touching a cloudy sky
Sometimes it rains sometimes
I Dash
Social suicide
Tell me all your white lies
Good time alibi
Tell me how you get by
Find a way to let it go
Do you miss the things you didn't know?
me!
Seduce me! Endow me!
Defile me! Deliver me!
Let my life be more than a collection of photographs blurring the line
Let my death be more than
you in summers by the shore
But now I'm all alone
And I have to face the truth
'Cause I see photographs of the last time
You and I finally laughed
Questions
(Words and Music by Blake Rainey and Young Antiques)
As I woke up at dawn
I heard the police on my lawn
Never have they stayed so long
Seeking photographs a lifetime away
Someone I barely even know today
Maybe it's all a meaningless pursuit
I'm just easily swayed by the somber parade
and friends, true to the end'
One photograph is all I have
To prove I was there with you a night or two
It's with me like an amulet
If I see hard times ahead
Oh
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