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The line That I draw between My life And your thoughts 'n' dreams But why Why it's so heavy to wave my hand My past Is in black and brown Keeps lies And the chance you blown But why Why it's so heavy to wave my hand The rain Made of your photographs I am under rain Made of your photographs And I've got myself Locked in your photographs Liberating soul Let's face Faces pale 'n' gone I see Neither friend nor foe But why Why it's so heavy to wave my hand I throw Pictures I have torn I hope There is no U-turn But why Why it's so heavy to wave my hand The rain Made of your photographs I am under rain Made of your photographs And I've got myself Locked in your photographs Liberating soul