i want a picture that i found in the attic on the ground of your old place
it's black and white and in this light it's hard to tell if the glasses on your face were the same ones on the day they buried you
oh oh oh oh i long to see your face oh oh oh oh oh a picture in it's place
it's been a year and now i fear the fade is on it's the slowly turning down of the well equated sound of your old voice
the way you laugh when others laugh was welcoming
it's the way i see you look at whoever was the cure in photographs (?)
oh oh oh oh i long to see your face oh oh oh oh oh a picture in its place
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