Photograph

Photograph

Gently leaning

On a mantelpiece

Begging the question

Of who really lives

Dressed in Sunday

Counting up the memories

Brushing hair

Wiping off the sweat

Replacing fluid

I couldn't find you

Mm, I couldn't find you in my arms

We lived in each other's dreams

Our words are the weight of bricks

Our words are the weight of bricks

I couldn't find you in my arms

I couldn't find you in my arms