Photograph - Elders Style.

Dec 15, 2005 05:45

Nickleback's "Photograph"

Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
Must be something Jim had said

And this is where Jo grew up
I think I’ll pack my bags and head on up
I never knew I’d ever went without
The sense of friendship that they bring about

And this is where we saw X-Men two
Most of the time we spent in the park
Ticket stubs say I saw it twice
Must’ve seen it half a dozen times

I wonder if it’s too soon
Should I go back and sleep in their living room
Life’s better now then it was back then
If I was them I wouldn’t let me in

Oh oh oh
Oh god I

Every memory of looking out their sliding glass door
I had the photo album spread out on their living room floor
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walking out the their front door
I found the photo of my friends that I was looking for
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Remember the old Counting Down
Blew every hour that was our own
Then the Admins hated us hangin’ out
They say newbies went and made it suck

We used to listen to the car radio
And sing along with Greatest American Hero
I said someday I’d find out how it feels
To get behind a Vue’s steering wheel

Pali, Jo and Eric got really pissed
A good friendship was nearly missed
They’ve messaged a couple times since then
They haven’t seen him since god knows when

Oh oh oh
Oh god I

Every memory of looking out their sliding glass door
I had the photo album spread out on their living room floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walking out their front door
I found the photo of my friends that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

I miss that town
I miss their faces
You can't erase
You can't replace it
I miss it always
I can't believe it

I always want to stay
Too hard to leave it

If I could I relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change

Every memory of looking out their sliding glass door
I had the photo album spread out on their living room floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walking out their front door
I found the photo of my friends that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
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