Depeche Mode - Photographic | Текст песни

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• Depeche Mode
• Photographic

A white house, a white room - the programme of today
Lights on, switch on your eyes are far away
The map represents you and at the tape is your voice
Follow all along you till you recognize the choice

I take pictures, photographic pictures
Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room

I said I'd write a letter, but I never got the time
And I'm looking to the day I mesmerize the light
The years I spent just thinking of a moment we both knew
A second passed like an empty room, it seems it can't be true

I take pictures, photographic pictures
Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room

I take pictures, photographic pictures
Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room

Bright light, dark room (repeat until fade)