Photographs And Tickets - The Loose Salute

Your crystal eyes were shining

As the shadows formed on the rock

That stood behind your house

You play piano well and it made me feel so

Sad I fell

But I know your piece ain't for me

Yeah not for me

You learnt your script in the morning when I slept

As I woke I found you screaming at yourself

I sit convinced as you recite your lines

But I know your scene ain't for me

Yeah not for me

Hey that seems so long ago

Piano sounded prettier when you played it slow

Then LAX called me back home

And all I have are photos

Ticket stubs from old shows

That's all I'm left with this time

You said you cried in the morning when I left

Because you missed me and you wanted me back

These dogs of winter rise

Californian skies are just memories stills in my mind

Like the patterns on your ceiling the reflections of the water

As it dances with the sun

And when the lights go out redemption is the final shout

And I don't think

I'm ever coming back

I don't know where I'm at

Hey that seems so long ago

Piano sounded prettier when you played it slow

Then LAX called me back home

And all I have are photos

Ticket stubs from old shows

That's all I'm left with this time

Hey that seems so long ago

Piano sounded prettier when you played it slow

Then LAX called me back home

And all I have are photos

Ticket stubs from old shows

That's all I'm left with this time

And all I have are photos

Ticket stubs from old shows

That's all I'm left with this time