Pictures

It's crowded out On our only avenue Someone calls your name And soon you're walking through A red-light crowd Past a family of four And as you turn around You paint a picture of before And when they leave They bring the center of you They leave you reaching Through a statue filled with air And when they leave They bring the center of you They leave you reaching Through a statue filled with air And you feel the weight Of lives that are not yours But the feeling fades As your memories walk away Through the picture frame That is hidden in your mind Into the movie That is playing behind your eyes And when they leave They bring the center of you They leave you reaching Through a statue filled with air And when they leave They bring the center of you They leave you reaching Through a statue filled with air And when they leave They bring the center of you They leave you reaching Through a statue filled with air And when they leave They bring the center of you They leave you reaching Through a statue filled with air