Old Photographs

I've lost all the things I knew I wonder if they're hidden or just gone All that I felt all these years, all this time Are dug so deep in the big dark woods Old photographs in the middle of a lake Should I swim to get them back And keep them in my head? And keep them in my head? And keep them in my head? And what do I believe in? If roots have stubbed my heart for good Maybe if I fall asleep in the land of forgiveness The whole winter till the warm comes back Old photographs in the middle of a lake Should I swim to get them back And keep them in my head? And keep them in my head? And keep them in my head? All my beloved heartbeats in the middle of a lake Should I swim to feel them back And keep them in my chest? And keep them in my chest? And keep them in my chest?