David First and New Party Systems - Photograph

There was once a tallest order sign one could find ever
Strung along our southern borderline
We would ball our hands in fists
It had come to this
Curtains on our sworn designs voiced
When they tore it up and knocked it down
We rejoiced

In the past
There was a photograph
The light was like a map
A bit too much to grasp
The light was like a map
It was a photograph
A toy set in a trap
It was a photograph
The light was blinding

I was in my room rethinking plans in decline sinking
So I looked at things I thought I knew
What I hoped that I could find
In the midst of twists
And the switches intertwined
How beating riddled bodies that resist
Was quite a crime

From the past
It was a photograph
The light was like a map
It was a photograph
The light was like a map
A bridge set on the path
There's always photographs
Reminders of the past
My mind could not relax my mind

In the past
There was a photograph
The light was like a map
A promise built to last
It was a photograph
That took off like a flash
It was a photograph
A job but not a task
It was a photograph no smile
Yes no smile
Yes no smile

Written by:
David First

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