If you want beautiful pitiful

Have me in a picture

And if you want make me dance

Throw me round spin upon your finger

Blind labors the blind and I am

Unwilling to uncover my eyes

And if you want take your time rifle through

Find a very nice one

If there's a crease in my face over time

There's plenty more where that came from

Words frozen will thaw when I am

Wasted I am better shut up

And a frame is quite confining

Hang me up

Hang me up

I'm in the photograph

I'm in the photograph

I'm in the photograph

When I'm alone and the world is a fist

I am weightless

A universe gravitate orchestrate

I am fearless

And spin

The sky surrounding free from all the picture perfect

And spin the sky surrounding

Larger than life

Meanwhile

I'm in the photograph

I'm in the photograph

I'm in the photograph

I'm in the photograph

I'm in the photograph

I'm in the photograph