In my mother's house There's a photograph Of a day gone past Always makes me laugh There's a little girl Wary of the world She got much to learn Get
I found a photograph of you and me Drinking sangria somewhere by the sea There's laughter in our eyes and dreams in our hearts Before life waded in and
(Rachel Proctor/Shane Teeters/Kerry Kurt Phillips) A little book store on a side street I thought sure that I'd be safe But there you were There
over this is the good life now this is the high life now I can see with my own eyes that it's a good, good life the things you say day after day make
I live the final pages of my autobiography feelin blessed man I'm feelin blessed.. I'm life one step at a time, I'm life one step at a time Living in
You light up my sky Just like a firefly Your words are more than just a passing breath I wanna feel alive I need you in my life You?re like a photograph
some these p-ssies panties in a ball Cuz I never done shit but get better and believin' in God And leavin' my mom at 15 with a dream and a cross A cross
a frame forever A face in a faded photograph He must have had a life Maybe with a family People who meant everything to him A sinner, a saint, a soldier
shit to say about a nigga case I'm a motherfuckin nigga through and through, I ain't gay Know a nigga caught a case and he took his 25 Sat it out on a
a station on the way Cannon come to know we're on an endless flight Won't come down again till All Souls Day Spend your days, your time's unfazed Passed out on a
yesterdays gone we gotta keep moving on I'm so thankful for the moments so glad I got to know ya The times that we had I'll keep like a photograph And
another photograph I found. and it seems like another person lived that life a great many years ago from now, When I look back on my ordinary, ordinary life
useless A lack of trust now loads this hate From a fight that pulls back the hammer A jealous thought puts it to her lips From a night of talking with a
to Months go by, still living in a daze Don't know what you've done With the last seven days Soul is numb and life is like a dream Helping hands but
a goat's head And a little girl playing the harlot There's a sacrifice in an empty church Of sweet li'l baby Rose And a man in a mask from Mexico Is
waiting on a break in the clouds That I've been waiting for a break in the clouds [Verse:] I saw the love I used to know swallow me whole On a day I
run for cover, don?t stop and wonder If we?ll be waiting on the other side When all we?re left with is a photograph to remember On just another rainy day
Pull out a razor in a city miles wide the prize is many millions made for more to die I trashed her photograph and sailed down tonight What a big waste