Polaroids - Kitchens of Distinction

Written by：Patrick Fitzgerald/Dan Goodwin/Julian Swales

Here are several pictures

And pictures mean the past

Here's a pretty desert scene

And here's a sea of grass

Likely orchards and vacant lots

Big men grinning and holding hands

All the time the season's win and everything is lost

Something saids been said before

But it's often worth repeating

And all the times that made the world

Are slipping into forgetting

And how are you and what did you do

Before you started thinking

And I am fine and shaky still

This side of things gets clearer

I'll never have the time to suffer my easy past

And I'll never have a camera to disturb my rosy past

And I'll never have a sober night whilst the drink lasts

Whilst it lasts

Here is a picture

I guess he's probably dead

Here's another picture

The fantastic three off their heads

Ignore this western trip little thing

There's so many other ideas

I live in the song lines of boys from all over the world

Something saids been said before

And here am I repeating

That all the times that made my world

Cannot be forgotten

And I'll never have a camera to keep these lies

And here am I sitting in the sun

With burning skin and a big red book

And here are you on your holiday

I wonder if you still look that way

These damn pictures I could forget things so quickly

But they're always here

And I cannot throw memories away

Here comes the stickler with his brand new polaroids

Here are several pictures and pictures mean the past

Here I go into fogginess

All my past destroyed