Lyrics:
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,
The first time I met him was at a party. He was surrounded by a group of people and he was giving short lectures about all the stuff he had learned, going
Memories of a lonely past
A boat set into the wind
Drifting lost in waters of doubt
On a journey that has no end
Torn and faded photographs
Memories of a lonely past
A boat set into the wind
Drifting lost in waters of doubt
On a journey that has no end
Torn and faded photographs
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
coffee house
Do you jog by the sea
Are you happier now among the crowd Do you ever think of me
Your skin is all over the dust on the floor
Even our cat
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?
on me
Sometimes I miss you more than I let on
My mind likes to fill the gaps that have
Opened up now you've gone
Receipts and photographs still pinned
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