| I’ve fallen in love with a photograph
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| A moment of youth that I can’t get back
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| The days when you’re here it returns again
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| Emotions that feed on me everyday
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| And every night I watch it fading
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| It’s safer just to write my whole life down
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| With every breath the words betray me
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| It’s easier to face the truth
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| I’ve taken a vow that I’ll make it up
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| I’ll dig in the past and I’ll rake it up
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| Making amends to the friends I miss
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| Breaking the mould that I’m frozen in
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| And everyday I know I’m lazy
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| It’s easier to let the good times pass
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| And now it seems the memory’s hazy
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| It’s time for me to face the past
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| We tell them lies, we do sometimes
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| We live and die for friends like these
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| When all is said
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| We turn instead
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| And give our lives for what’s beneath
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| And we do sometimes
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| I’d be a fool to slide again
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| I’ll be like you and try again
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| I’ve fallen in love with a photograph
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| A moment of proof that can’t love me back
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| The way that it cuts at me everyday
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| The images mock me a melt away
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| And everyday I feel it clearly
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| It’s easy just to save the worst until last
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| And maybe I could see it really
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| It’s painful what we do
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| We tell them lies, we do sometimes
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| We live and die for friends like these
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| When all is said
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| We turn instead
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| And give our lives for what’s beneath
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| And we do sometimes
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| We live and die for friends like these
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| And we do sometimes |