Photograph

And if you want beautiful, pitiful, have me in a
picture
And if you want make me dance, throw me round, spin
upon your finger

Blind labors the blind and I am unwilling to uncover
my eyes

And if you want take your time rifle through, find a
very nice one
If there's a crease in my face over time, there's
plenty more where that came from

Words frozen, will thaw when I am wasted, I am...
better shut up
And a frame is quite confining, hang me up... hang me
up

I'm in the photograph
I'm in the photograph
I'm in the photograph... yeah yeah

(Picture this)

When i'm alone and the world is a fist, I am
weightless
A universe, gravitate, orchestrates, well I am
fearless
And spin, the sky surrounding free from all the
picture perfect
And spin the sky surrounding, larger than life,
meanwhile

I'm in the photograph
I'm in the photograph
I'm in the photograph... hey yeah

I'm in the photograph
(see me still)
I'm in the photograph
(see me still)
I'm in the photograph... hey yeah yeah
(see me still x 3)