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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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