Leif Vollebekk - Photographer Friend Lyrics
Photographer friend, photographer friendI’ll see you in the endYou ain’t like y other friends, you never judgePicture’s worth a thousand words, it explains why we don’t talkAs we travel past the perfumed rows of hemlock treesWith one wheel in my hands and four more on the roadAnd you, you’re hanging out of the windowOne days, we’ll be married to different peopleAnd any stills you keep’ll keep us still untilYou take the future and leave me with the pastPhotographer friend, photographer friendSome things they never lastYou’ll see the future change the colour of the pastPhotographer friend, Photographer friendSome things they never last