The Photographer Songtext


I take the photographs and set the light,
Put everything in place so it looks nice,
Make what I want to see, turn to reality,
Pop out the colours, crop down the sides,

All the outtakes are forgotten in the artist's mind,
Touched-up photos out of order make the storyline.

I had an empty frame you fit inside,
Zoomed the lens on your face in black and white,
But I can get so attached, forget it's a photograph,
I forget that I'm only seeing one side.

All the outtakes are forgotten in the artist's mind,
Touched-up photos out of order make the storyline.

I take the photographs, I take the photographs,
I take the photographs in my mind.

I take the photographs, I take the photographs,
I take the photographs in my mind.

I take the photographs and set the light,
Put everything in place so it looks nice,
Make what I want to see, turn to reality,
Pop out the colours, crop down the sides.

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