The Photographer Songtext

Black sunglasses, singlet, skirt
Your wet hair close against your head
You smile, I squint in a blue T-shirt my swimming shorts are white and red

I'm smiling too, right hand on hip
left arm around your slender waist
The sky is blue-white sunlight sets beyond the camera we've faced

Behind us is a well-worn path
stone fences, stunted conifer
Before us is an unknown sea
the sun, the sun... and the photographer
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