Letra de Dead Photographers
We got dipped in silver We got hollow cores We had sacks of daylight We were awful bored Too late we find our feet We start rushing to the floor Rushing to the floorAnd you might be captured And you can stay But I'm moving away From dead photographers I'm moving away From dead photographers All this beauty in the way All this beauty in the wayWe had shallow water We had feet of clay We had hours of daylight We were turning gray Too late we find our tide Draining out into the bay Out into the bayAnd you might be captured And you can stay But I'm moving away From dead photographers I'm moving away From dead photographers All this beauty in the way All this beauty in the wayAnd you might be captured And you can stay But I'm moving away From dead photographers I'm moving away From dead photographers All this beauty in the way All this beauty in the way