Photographer friend, photographer friend
You know I need you in the end
You ain’t like my other friends
You never judge

A picture’s worth a thousand words
It explains why we don’t talk
As we travel past the perfumed rows of hemlock trees

With one wheel in my hands
And four more on the road
And you, you’re hanging out of the window

One day we’ll be married to different people
Any stills you keep’ll keep us still until
You take the future and leave me with the past
Photographer friend, photographer friend
Most things they never last

Photographer friend, photographer friend
Most things they never last

You’ll see the future change the color of the past
Photographer friend, photographer friend
Most things they never last


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