Where did you go?
Across the sea?
Sat on the beach
With the rusting machines?
Where did you go?
Across the sea?
Sat on the beach
With the rusting machines?
I know there was a time
Before we were born
We stood in the trees
Heads filled with nothing
There was a time
Before we were born
We stood in the trees
Heads filled with nothing
Become an angel with wings on fire
Here comes an angel with wings on fire
I'm in the basement delivering the hours
God made mistakes
We threw rocks at the sky
Old cities where they built things high
God made mistakes
We threw rocks at the sky
Old cities where they built things high
And I know there was a time
Before we were born
We stood in the trees
Heads filled with nothing
I know there was a time
Before we were born
We stood in the trees
Heads filled with nothing
They had a photograph
One lousy picture of you
Just something to imagine
They had a photograph
One lousy picture of you
Just something to imagine
They had a photograph
One lousy picture of you
Just something to imagine
They had a photograph
One lousy picture of you
Just something to imagine
Become an angel with wings on fire
Here comes an angel with wings on fire
I'm in a basement delivering the hours
I'm in a basement just killing the hours
Lousy Pictures Video (MV)
Performed By: Wolf Parade
Language: English
Length: 4:17
Written by: Arlen Thompson, Dan Boeckner, Hadji Bakara, Spencer Kyle Krug
Wolf Parade - Lousy Pictures Lyrics
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English
Where did you go?
Across the sea?
Sat on the beach
With the rusting machines?
Where did you go?
Across the sea?
Sat on the beach
With the rusting machines?
I know there was a time
Before we were born
We stood in the trees
Heads filled with nothing
There was a time
Before we were born
We stood in the trees
Heads filled with nothing
Become an angel with wings on fire
Here comes an angel with wings on fire
I'm in the basement delivering the hours
God made mistakes
We threw rocks at the sky
Old cities where they built things high
God made mistakes
We threw rocks at the sky
Old cities where they built things high
And I know there was a time
Before we were born
We stood in the trees
Heads filled with nothing
I know there was a time
Before we were born
We stood in the trees
Heads filled with nothing
They had a photograph
One lousy picture of you
Just something to imagine
They had a photograph
One lousy picture of you
Just something to imagine
They had a photograph
One lousy picture of you
Just something to imagine
They had a photograph
One lousy picture of you
Just something to imagine
Become an angel with wings on fire
Here comes an angel with wings on fire
I'm in a basement delivering the hours
I'm in a basement just killing the hours
Across the sea?
Sat on the beach
With the rusting machines?
Where did you go?
Across the sea?
Sat on the beach
With the rusting machines?
I know there was a time
Before we were born
We stood in the trees
Heads filled with nothing
There was a time
Before we were born
We stood in the trees
Heads filled with nothing
Become an angel with wings on fire
Here comes an angel with wings on fire
I'm in the basement delivering the hours
God made mistakes
We threw rocks at the sky
Old cities where they built things high
God made mistakes
We threw rocks at the sky
Old cities where they built things high
And I know there was a time
Before we were born
We stood in the trees
Heads filled with nothing
I know there was a time
Before we were born
We stood in the trees
Heads filled with nothing
They had a photograph
One lousy picture of you
Just something to imagine
They had a photograph
One lousy picture of you
Just something to imagine
They had a photograph
One lousy picture of you
Just something to imagine
They had a photograph
One lousy picture of you
Just something to imagine
Become an angel with wings on fire
Here comes an angel with wings on fire
I'm in a basement delivering the hours
I'm in a basement just killing the hours
Writer: Arlen Thompson, Dan Boeckner, Hadji Bakara, Spencer Kyle Krug
Copyright: Lyrics © THIRD SIDE MUSIC INC.
Copyright: Lyrics © THIRD SIDE MUSIC INC.