This Is a Photograph II

This is a photograph, a dark horse from your past galloping back Open up your mouth and laugh, at all the ugly people living in a photograph If you go reaching for your past, make sure your grip is iron clad Open up your mouth don't laugh, at all the pretty people living in a photograph This is your father in the West Texas dirt This is your mother young and in a skirt This is time as it's starting to flirt with the abyss now Give me a kiss now This is a clipper ship, this is its sail This is the hull or hell starting to swell Heaven's empty but can we make it? This is us standing here naked This is the siren that sounds after a war This is the sky with a murmur of birds This is where we once were This is returning to earth And this is what I'll miss about being alive And this is what I'll miss after I die This is a photograph This is a photograph This is a photograph This is a photograph If you go reaching for your past, make sure your grip is iron clad Open up your mouth don't laugh, at all the pretty people living in a photograph