The lost and found saved eternally
In pages bound by our hopes and dreams
Some get beat down by the pace of man
Some stick around carving into the evergreen

Do you photograph well my friends
Do you photograph well
Smile for me and ill take a polaroid
But make it good
And impossible not to stare

Steamroller bearing down on us
It runs over those been tossed away
Whose faces blurred by the grit of time
Forever stir in the back of my fevered head

Do you photograph well my friends
Do you photograph well
Smile for me and ill take a polaroid
But make it good
And impossible not to stare

And i feel sometimes
I might just get left behind
So i sing my song
Pick myself up and carry on

The parlour dears chasing dignity
The cast out queers strong to be themselves
The holy seer arms outstretched to god
Remain so near in the back of my fevered head

Do you photograph well my friends
Do you photograph well
Smile for me and ill take a polaroid
But make it good
And impossible not to stare