Faded Polaroid
A wooden box sat upon the bureau
It was leatherbound in heartbreak and mould
Inside I found myself a window
A story that has never been told
I hold a faded polaroid in my hands
The memories, they are second hand
I see a smile still on your face
Oh, mother let me leave this place
In the shadows, your frail silhouette stands
And I know our connection is gone
I know this wasn't something that we all had planned
I'll remember you as you where at the crack of dawn
I hold a faded polaroid in my hands
The memories, they are second hand
I see a smile still on your face
Oh, mother let me leave this place
Through the years your spirit shined
In that faded polaroid frozen in time
I see you there vibrant and alive
A cherished memory that will forever survive
I see a faded polaroid in my hands
The memories, they are second hand
I see a smile still on your face
Oh, mother let me leave this place
I hold a faded polaroid in my hands
Oh, the memories, they are second hand
I see a smile, it's still on your face
Oh, mother let me leave this place
On the bureau sat a wooden box
And it was secured by invisible locks
You've said it to me, and I will say it again
Peace my dear, sleep well don't be scared
It was leatherbound in heartbreak and mould
Inside I found myself a window
A story that has never been told
I hold a faded polaroid in my hands
The memories, they are second hand
I see a smile still on your face
Oh, mother let me leave this place
In the shadows, your frail silhouette stands
And I know our connection is gone
I know this wasn't something that we all had planned
I'll remember you as you where at the crack of dawn
I hold a faded polaroid in my hands
The memories, they are second hand
I see a smile still on your face
Oh, mother let me leave this place
Through the years your spirit shined
In that faded polaroid frozen in time
I see you there vibrant and alive
A cherished memory that will forever survive
I see a faded polaroid in my hands
The memories, they are second hand
I see a smile still on your face
Oh, mother let me leave this place
I hold a faded polaroid in my hands
Oh, the memories, they are second hand
I see a smile, it's still on your face
Oh, mother let me leave this place
On the bureau sat a wooden box
And it was secured by invisible locks
You've said it to me, and I will say it again
Peace my dear, sleep well don't be scared
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Writer(s): Loic Dutton-burrows
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