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I've got a photograph
I took a picture of you
I took your picture in front of my favourite view
You play the part so well
You look so sure and free
No one could ever tell that you belong to me
And 'cause you lie so well
I've got to pin you down
Under lock and key
So you will always be in my collection
If you can't speak you can't lie
If you can't run, you can't hide
I know a place you can't die
So no one lives inside
My collection
I want to capture you
I want to immortalise
The way you play with your hair
The way you flash your eyes
I taste the air you breathe
I taste the food you eat
I keep your nails and hair
And some of the clothes you wear
If you can't speak you can't lie
If you can't run, you can't hide
And if you're dead you can't die
So no one lives inside
No one lives inside my collection
I've got some photographs
I'd like to show them to you
Though you don't know the girls
You'll recognise the view..
I took a picture of you
I took your picture in front of my favourite view
You look so sure and free
No one could ever tell that you belong to me
I've got to pin you down
Under lock and key
So you will always be in my collection
If you can't run, you can't hide
I know a place you can't die
So no one lives inside
My collection
I want to immortalise
The way you play with your hair
The way you flash your eyes
I taste the food you eat
I keep your nails and hair
And some of the clothes you wear
If you can't run, you can't hide
And if you're dead you can't die
So no one lives inside
No one lives inside my collection
I'd like to show them to you
Though you don't know the girls
You'll recognise the view..
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Now, I seem to recall (correct me if I am wrong) that this is suppose to be a love song of sorts, about collection of photographs; it is suppose to be a sweet song.
For me, personally, it is very creepy. I love it, but it is dark for me. I experience it as a stalker/obsessive/possibly even a serial killer-type person singing to someone.
I'm watching "Holidays in Zelande" gig right now and Hogarth has just told that it's a song about John Helmer's uncle who used to take all his girlfriends to the same place and take photographs of them there. And he kept those pictures in the same book. So, "not illegal but just not right", as Hogarth commented on this ))) Sweet and creepy kinda song, really.