Tommy Keene
Tommy Keene
Tommy Keene
Tommy Keene
Tommy Keene
Tommy Keene
Tommy Keene
Tommy Keene
Tommy Keene
Tommy Keene
Tommy Keene
Tommy Keene
A house that built a slow impression
Days descend but no confession
Pictures were the only world he knew
They hung on walls that showed no mourning
Only laughter
Love-adoring
Faces etched in frames
That beared no shame
There’s a road you’re dying to find
I could show you but I can’t change your mind
I used to feel so confident
But I never met the president
Though he framed his picture on the wall for you
There’s a road you’re dying to find
I could show you but I can’t change your mind
Thе truth will lie to tell the lawyеrs
Love could die in endless foyers
Falling through the ceiling on your dreams
Solemn men will walk behind you
How come I can’t find you in these pictures
That were only there for you
These pictures were the only world he knew
Through pictures he could say goodbye to you
Pictures was written by Tommy Keene.