Lyrics:
you in the wind
But I’ll see you again in a photograph
Another waves goes by, another waves goes by, another wave goes by
Ensenada nights never end
Out
Shikotsu-ko blue
Shikotsu-ko blue
Shikotsu-ko blue
Well I'm blinded by the hue still beaming
The love we had just got confused
Although the photograph's
Mrs. Hannah seemed old back when I was a child
We lived in her house by the railroad tracks
My father would take me along with the rent cheque
For
you have become?
Who is sleeping by your side when morning comes?
When morning comes
Looking at my photographs when I first taught school
You looked so
And it makes me wanna die
It makes me feel alive
For what purpose, I don't know
I'm mainly missing how we laughed,
surrounded by our photographs
And I
alive
It's a photograph of a memory
That I will keep in my eyes
Let's get lost in the night
Where my car is the only light
I feel like floating in
Meet me by the water’s edge
Next to the Carroll Street Bridge
And show me some photographs
I’d like to know where you’ve been
I’ve been right here
But I see something more between you and her
Who would have thaught that you would be by my side
Even more smiling in the photographs
On august thirty
Will you freeze here by her side? I can swear you will never try
Head in the sand or posing on photographs
His lazy steps will be cracking the sore
Get 'em out by Friday
You don't get paid 'til the last one's well on his way
Get 'em out by Friday
It's important that we keep to schedule, there
Get 'em out by Friday
You don't get paid 'til the last one's well on his way
Get 'em out by Friday
It's important that we keep to schedule, there
to San Remo where
The crazy painter dwells
And toasted our old photographs
Still up there on his shelf
But I can't help but be
Ruled by my
forget
I had a barbecue stain on my white t-shirt
She was killing me in that mini-skirt
Skippin' rocks on the river by the railroad tracks
She had
at a photograph of long, long ago
When her parents were happy, she was too young to know
She's alone and there is no one by her side
In the blackness
by the bedroom door
It's all gone, it's all gone,
I know that it's all gone.
Shades of understanding,
til something breaks
these are games
Totem pole, signs of death
Preach my mind, breaks our times
What secrets still lifted my eyes
I'm by myself just like I was before
Oh, why can't we
forget
I had a barbecue stain on my white t-shirt
She was killing me in that mini-skirt
Skippin' rocks on the river by the railroad tracks
She had
See those people there? They look after me
This is a photograph of who I might be
Man in a uniform, bride on his arm
Mum always was a fool for
See those people there? They look after me
This is a photograph of who I might be
Man in a uniform, bride on his arm
Mum always was a fool for
break all these photographs
Lease don't let me take all this lovin' back, lovin' back
You're coming back
Ooh
Girl we used to roll like the night would
It's feelin' longer now than it ever has before
Another memory is another slammin' door
It's gettin' too dark now to see
Every photograph is
My brothers said that I was rotten to the core
I was the youngest child, so I got by with more
I guess she was tired by the time I came along,
(Party, party)
That's the last time I saw you
Photographs, a goodbye note
"See you round" was all you wrote
Something's dying here beetween you and me
These walls have eyes
Rows of photographs with faces like mine
Who do we become without knowing where
We started from?
It's true: I'm missing
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