The photopraph you left befind
Is rippling and yellowing
A momentary laps was all
To cause the fall of the sun
Coming up close to check you out
Something pure I could never name
Clystalised in a picture frame
Glide over me in your mercury machine
I'll wave "Hi" as you [A7touch the sky
And I won't be [Am]afraid 'cause we know
That we'll be [Am]there in the big picture
The ɾazor marks the final cross
Closer to [C7]a brighter flame
"One more for [Dm7]the last hurrah luck of the draw"
He used to [C7]say
Coming up close to [C7]check you [A7out
Something pure I could never name
Clystalised in a picture frame