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I put you on a pile
With the books I’d never read
And the films I’d never seen
You are the fruit I’ve
Never tasted, you are the parts
Of the world I’ve never been
Your postcards, are photo-shopped
They’re photocopied and handed around
Your trailer got me going now
The final cut it let me down,
On the walk from the picturehouse
Through the lamplight lit dark
The heavens they opened and
I raced you, I raced you back to my car
On the walk from the picturehouse,
I raced you back to my car
People only nitpick when the script is boring,
On the walk from the picturehouse
Photographers out in the fog
and vagabond dogs this morning,
Perception has a habit of changing
Depending on your point of view
As long as, it looks real
You can sell it as the truth,
you can sell it on the walk from the picturehouse,
On the walk from the picturehouse
Through the lamplight lit dark
The heavens they opened and
I raced you, I raced you back to my car
On the walk from the picturehouse,
I raced you back to my car
I know you couldn’t care less
But did you ever want more?
On the walk from the picturehouse
Through the lamp light lit dark
The heavens they opened and
I raced you back to my car.
On the walk from the picture house
Through the lamplight lit dark
The heavens they opened and
I raced you, I raced you back to my car
On the walk from the picturehouse
On the walk from the picturehouse
Through the lamplight lit dark
Photographers out in the fog and..
I raced you back to my car
I raced you back to my car
I raced you back to my car
I raced you back to my car