Darkroom

Lyrics
(Peter, Robin, and Rebecca in the hammock, backyard, by the factory circa: mid 70's) And you see my heart is on your sleeve Peering counter down over your shoulder in the Darkroom Blurry world, I will remember Hanging from the ceiling here Don't you know you had the sweetest Blues that let the lens speak for it Shaken silly in a Darkroom tray Film to hand and examined so careful Quiet on the edge of the restless crowd Ageless exposure is tilting this herе frame that you caught: Of a cello overturning Of a TV caught unblinking Of a room into (thеy're looking) Of the mansion George is haunting Of a child over there sleeping Of her hair as she was falling Of a body down a building History in the making Hlustið nú Á borðinu er mynd Hvar sitjið þið í ikkar hemer Þið hinum megin Verið þið sael Aperture turning, smaller number wider still Trapped in the grayness of a howl or so Your joke still ringing, though the room falls silent With a big Ha-Ha-ing that I long to hear Or to just see the look in Larry's eyes No it will never be the same
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