I went and took a photograph
Of a strange and desperate scene
A lot of people stepping
Up to the guillotine
Now I wait beside you
And I call you by your name
Oh whisper to me softly
Before I slip away
Back into the dream
I took a photo of him
Not a hair was out of place
Sitting high upon his tumble
With a smile upon his face
And now I wake beside you
And I draw you close to me
Oh whisper to me softly
Before I slip away
Back into the
Dream
I turned the camera on myself
As I lay tangled in your weave
And I shot you full of images
Of picturesque evil
And now I wake beside you
And I draw you close to me
Oh whisper to me softly
Before I slip away
Back into the Dream
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