The lost and found saved eternally In pages bound by our hopes and dreams Some get beat down by the pace of man Some stick around carving into the evergreen
Do you photograph well my friends Do you photograph well Smile for me and ill take a polaroid But make it good And impossible not to stare
Steamroller bearing down on us It runs over those been tossed away Whose faces blurred by the grit of time Forever stir in the back of my fevered head
Do you photograph well my friends Do you photograph well Smile for me and ill take a polaroid But make it good And impossible not to stare
And i feel sometimes I might just get left behind So i sing my song Pick myself up and carry on
The parlour dears chasing dignity The cast out queers strong to be themselves The holy seer arms outstretched to god Remain so near in the back of my fevered head
Do you photograph well my friends Do you photograph well Smile for me and ill take a polaroid But make it good And impossible not to stare