Picture Frames

Love, I don't know what makes you move I don't know what makes you move in these photographs Love, I stare at these polaroids I stare at these polaroids and you're staring back Deep sleep aviations In conversations with constellations Midnight trepidations The detonations of self-deprecation Oooh, ooh, I don't need you anymore Oooh, ooh, I don't need you anymore But, love, when I close my eyes I'm lying next to you And I don't want memories To fade like pictures do In these picture frames Love, I don't know what makes you laugh I don't know what makes you laugh in these sepia tones Love, I can't help but make believe I can't help but make believe that you're coming home White noise meditation The hesitation to change the station Radio resuscitation The suffocation in contemplation Oooh, ooh, I don't need you anymore But, love, when I close my eyes I'm lying next to you And I don't want memories To fade like pictures do Someone I once knew In these picture frames