Outtake from Secret Samadhi.
Lyrics:
So much hate
Since you cut me down
So much waste
For such a tired town chocked full of grace
Talkin' pound for pound
Love tired and chaste
Photograph everything
From sea to the salt and back to sea
Photograph everyone
'til the man gets high
And the mirrors bleed
So much hate
Since you cut me down
So long to wait
For such a tired town
Chocked full of grace
Photograph everything
From sea to the salt and back to sea
Photograph everyone
'til the man gets high
And the mirrors bleed
I know you're waiting for me to come undone
Should you fall down
I'll make it clear
Should you follow
And change the world
Photograph everything
From sea to the salt and back to sea
Photograph everyone
'til the man gets high
And the mirrors bleed
So much hate
Since you cut me down
So long to wait
For such a tired town
Chocked full of grace
Love tired and chaste
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