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Текст (слова) песни: John Wesley Harding - Still Photo
I saw you yesterday
I couldnt let you be
I had to sift through broken glass
To find out if you missed me
But all I found was a slow fade
And a gift-wrapped box of band aids
With a note that said "im never coming home"
Beneath my single bed
Everythings haphazard
Theres boxes full of bits of you
And none of them are numbered
And when I search, its deja vu
Things I think I knew
I should have thrown away this time last year
Everytime I touch you
You move so slow
And youre still like your photo
I heard me yesterday
Repeating my own name
To convince myself
That none of us had changed
And now Im walking round the grooves
Of a record I lost when we moved
Theres dust and scratches mixed with all these tears
Everytime I touch you
You move so slow
And youre still like your photo
Should we throw it all away
The failed long shots through far distant styles
Those forced smiles, those forced smiles
It started so on the mark
But it missed by one million miles
Nothing has developed
This darkroom gets me down
Id throw on all the lights
But Im afraid youd come around
Youre living in a limbo hell
A life thats only parallel
Is the real you aware whats going on?
Everytime I touch you
You move so slow
And youre still like your photo
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