A photograph or photo is an image created by light falling on a light-sensitive surface, usually photographic film or an electronic imager such as a CCD or a CMOS chip. Most photographs are created using a camera, which uses a lens to focus the scene's visible wavelengths of light into a reproduction of what the human eye would see. The process and practice of creating photographs is called photography. The word "photograph" was coined in 1839 by Sir John Herschel and is based on the Greek φῶς (phos), meaning "light", and γραφή (graphê), meaning "drawing, writing", together meaning "drawing with light".
The first permanent photograph was made in 1822 by a French inventor, Joseph Nicéphore Niépce, building on a discovery by Johann Heinrich Schultz (1724): that a silver and chalk mixture darkens under exposure to light. Niépce and Louis Daguerre refined this process. Daguerre discovered that exposing the silver first to iodine vapor, before exposure to light, and then to mercury fumes after the photograph was taken, could form a latent image; bathing the plate in a salt bath then fixes the image. These ideas led to the famous daguerreotype.
Richard Starkey, MBE (born 7 July 1940), better known by his stage name Ringo Starr, is an English musician and actor who gained worldwide fame as the drummer for the Beatles. When the band formed in 1960, Starr was a member of another Liverpool band, Rory Storm and the Hurricanes. He joined the Beatles in August 1962, taking the place of Pete Best. In addition to his drumming, Starr is featured on lead vocals on a number of successful Beatles songs (in particular, "With a Little Help from My Friends", "Yellow Submarine", and the Beatles version of "Act Naturally"). He is credited as a co-writer of the songs "What Goes On" and "Flying", and as the writer of "Don't Pass Me By" and "Octopus's Garden".
As drummer for the Beatles, Starr was musically creative, and his contribution to the band's music has received high praise from notable drummers in more recent times. Starr described himself as "your basic offbeat drummer with funny fills". Drummer Steve Smith said that Starr's popularity "brought forth a new paradigm" where "we started to see the drummer as an equal participant in the compositional aspect" and that Starr "composed unique, stylistic drum parts for The Beatles songs". In 2011, Starr was picked as the fifth-best drummer of all-time by Rolling Stone readers.
Christopher Adam "Chris" Daughtry (born December 26, 1979) is an American musician best known as the lead vocalist and rhythm guitarist for the rock band Daughtry and as the fourth-place contestant on the fifth season of American Idol, the competition that he was eliminated from on May 10, 2006. After his elimination from Idol, he was given a record deal by RCA Records and formed a band called Daughtry. Their self-titled debut album became the fastest selling debut rock album in history, selling more than one million copies after just five weeks of release. The album was recorded before the band was officially formed, making Chris Daughtry the only official member present on the album. This led some to believe mistakenly that the band Daughtry is Chris Daughtry's solo project.
In its ninth week of release, Daughtry reached number one on the Billboard charts. Chris Daughtry is now the third most successful American Idol contestant in terms of record sales, behind only Kelly Clarkson and Carrie Underwood, who both won their respective seasons. At the 50th Grammy Awards, the band was nominated for Best Rock Song for the single "It's Not Over".
Plot
Germany in the 1970s: Murderous bomb attacks, the threat of terrorism and the fear of the enemy inside are rocking the very foundations of the yet fragile German democracy. The radicalised children of the Nazi generation lead by Andreas Baader, Ulrike Meinhof and Gudrun Ensslin are fighting a violent war against what they perceive as the new face of fascism: American imperialism supported by the German establishment, many of whom have a Nazi past. Their aim is to create a more human society but by employing inhuman means they not only spread terror and bloodshed, they also lose their own humanity. The man who understands them is also their hunter: the head of the German police force Horst Herold. And while he succeeds in his relentless pursuit of the young terrorists, he knows he's only dealing with the tip of the iceberg.
Keywords: 1960s, 1970s, abduction, activist, aden-yemen, air-base, airplane-hijacking, airport, ambush, ammunition
The children of the Nazi generation vowed fascism would never rule their world again.
Brigitte Mohnhaupt: Stop seeing them the way they weren't.
Plot
Frau Kusters is preparing dinner late one seemingly ordinary afternoon in her seemingly ordinary kitchen in Frankfurt, Germany. Mrs. Kusters wants to add canned sausages to the stew, her annoying daughter-in-law thinks otherwise. The point, we soon find out, is moot: Mr. Kusters has murdered the personnel director at the soap factory where he works before committing suicide.
Keywords: anarchism
Plot
Frau Kusters is preparing dinner late one seemingly ordinary afternoon in her seemingly ordinary kitchen in Frankfurt, Germany. Mrs. Kusters wants to add canned sausages to the stew, her annoying daughter-in-law thinks otherwise. The point, we soon find out, is moot: Mr. Kusters has murdered the personnel director at the soap factory where he works before committing suicide.
Keywords: anarchism
You Name It...They're Ready For It!
How to Get a Raise After Hours
Plot
Mike Ribble was once a great trapeze artist - and the only to have completed a triple somersault - before his accident. Tino joins the circus, and manages to covince Mike to teach him the 'triple'. Meanwhile Lola, a tumbler, wants to get in on the act.
Keywords: acrobat, ambition, animal-trainer, bar, bareback-rider, based-on-novel, circus, circus-performer, cripple, drunkenness
High...High...High...Above Them All! - in excitement! - in spectacle! - in fire, flesh and fury!
The wonder show of the world!
It happens there in mid-air...in all its fire, flesh and fury!
Tino Orsini: You know, I always modeled my style after yours.::Mike Ribble: You'll always be a second-rater. Make your own style!
Bouglione: In my circus there is only one way... MY way.
Mike Ribble: Why do you think I always want a two-act? One swings, and the other catches, and nobody comes between them!
Mike Ribble: You'll never throw a triple! You know why? 'Cause ya' drink too much! [grabs Tino's beer and drinks it]
I found this photograph
Underneath broken picture glass
Tender face of black & white
Beautiful, a haunting sight
Looked into an angel's smile
Captivated all the while
From her hair and clothes she wore
I'd have placed her in between the wars
Was she willing when she sat
And posed a pretty photograph
To save her flowering and fair
For days to come
For days to share
A big smile for the camera
How did she know
The moment could be lost forever
Forever more
I found this photograph
In stacks between the old joist walls
In a place where time is lost
Lost behind where all things fall
Broken books and calendars,
Letters script in careful hand,
The music to a standard tune by
Some forgotten big brass band
From the thresh hold what's to see
Of our brave new century
Television's just a dream
Of radio and silver screen
A big smile for the camera
How did she know
The moment could be lost forever
Forever more
Was her childhood filled with rhyme
Or stolen books of passion crimes?
Was she innocent or blind to the cruelty of her time?
Was she fearful in her day?
Was she hopeful? did she pray?
Were there skeletons inside
Family secrets sworn to hide?
Did she feel the heat that stirs
The fall from grace of wayward girls?
Was she tempted to pretend
In love and laughter until the end?
Her name was written on a photograph,
Right next to her red, sunburnt face,
It all had happened in that long tall grass,
About a mile from her old place,
I can't remember how it started
And if it lasted that day in the sun.
We said that we were going to study hard,
We held our books instead of hands,
She held a blanket over cans of beer,
I can't deny I was so full of fear.
It's just another story caught up
In another photograph I found.
And it seems like another person lived that life A great many years ago from now,
When I look back on my ordinary, ordinary life,
I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time.
When I look back on my ordinary ordinary, ordinary life,
I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time.
And there's the first time that I tried that stuff,
I think I look a little green,
I remember throwing up behind a bush,
And I found it hard to use my feet,
And who's that easily led
Little boy who's really off his head?
It was the same night that I kissed that girl,
The tall one with the auburn hair,
I remember laughing coz to kiss me,
She had to sit down on a chair!
She tasted like the schnapps she'd drunk,
And the cigarette she'd stolen from her mum.
And it's just another story caught up in another photograph I found.
When I look back on my ordinary, ordinary life,
I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time.
When I look back on my ordinary ordinary, ordinary life,
Every time I see your face
It reminds me of the places
We used to go.
But all I've got is a photograph
And I realise you're not coming back
Any more.
I thought I'd make it
The day you went away
But I can't make it
Till you come home again to stay.
I can't get used to living in
And my heart is broke
My tears are cried for you.
I want you here to have and hold
As the years go by and we grow old
And grey.
Now you're expecting me
To live without you.
But that's not something
That I'm looking forward to.
I can't get used to living in . . .
Smile
here we go
A picture and a flash
These years went by so fast
And it seems
As we pose
Though we started out as friends
Our love will never end
We had so much fun
Always stayin up too late
Thinkin life would never change
Now youre gone-and Im alone
With just a picture in a frame
And a memory of your name
I can feel your kiss
Soft upon my lips
And its you I miss
Wish you could be
Standing next to me
Not just in my dreams, but in reality
Looking through the glass
I can see our past
And I want you back
In my photograph
Now as time goes by
And the pictures start to fade
All the memories we made
Still live on in my heart
And even though were miles away,
We will never be apart
And I
Feel your kiss,
Soft upon my lips
And its you I miss
Chorus
So here I cry
Thinkin I have said my last goodbyes
But as I wait
I can almost hear you say
Smile
here we go
Another picture taken here
I always will be near
I wish you could be
Standin next to me
Not just in my dreams, but in reality
I can hear your laugh
And I realize that
Youre my missing half
In the photograph
Wish you could be
next to me
Not in my dreams-reality
And through the glass
I hear your laugh
Started out so simple
Everything so innocent and plain
She was in a doorway
And I was walking nowhere down the main
She whispered something softly
And stepped into the light
Can you help me out she said
I'm a little lost tonight
One day love just hits you with a flash
Lights go off around you like some
Photograph
She said her bags were stolen
All they left her was her camera on her arm
She told me she was new in town
Only two weeks off the farm
Why did I believe her
Heaven only knows
She looked into my eyes
And my resolution goes
One day love just hits you with a flash
Leaves you staring blindly like some
Photograph
Pictures of two fools
Laughing at the world
Smiling as only good luck does
Truth is you're not even looking at me girl
All the time I was falling
You kept on stalling
Sizing up how big a fool I was
(repeat bridge)
Woke up in the morning
I didn't think that I had been asleep too long
The room was dark and empty
I could see that all my clothes
And money were gone
I've run out of excuses
And people I can blame
If she ever asked me too
I'd do it all again
One day love just hits you with a flash
Leaves you staring blindly like some
Is there a part of you in my Photograph?
I think there is
Some part of you smiles out at me
I just want my life to be good
I must say you make me constantly aroused
It's the way you're always smiling
And your lips, they're as smooth as oil
And your skin is always shining
My life's so bent for ever
My mouth on your tongue, it goes away
And here I come
There's something in the way you look at me
And the way you're always smiling
And your lips, they're as smooth as oil
And your skin is always shining
My life's so bent for ever
My mouth on your tongue, it goes away
And here I come
So what if I carry
Your photo
Around with me everywhere?
I don't care
It's not such a bad thing to do
And so, I've tried
And I've tried to do
What you told me to do
I've tried, I've tried, I've tried to forget about you
I found this photograph
underneath the broken picture glass
Tender face of black and white
Beautiful, a haunting sight
Looked into an angel's smile
captivated all the while
From the hair and clothes she wore
I'd place her in between the wars
Was she willing when she sat
and posed the pretty photograph?
Save her flowering and fair
the days to come, the days to share
A big smile for the camera
how did she know?
the moment could be lost forever
forever more
I found this photograph
stashed between the old joist walls
in a place where time is lost
lost behind, where all things fall
Broken books and calendars
letters script in careful hand
music too, a standard tune by
some forgotten big brass band
From the threshhold what's to see
of our brave new century?
The television's just a dream
the radio, the silver screen
A big smile for the camera
how did she know?
the moment could be lost forever
forever more
Was her childhood filled with rhymes
stolen hooks, impassioned crimes?
Was she innocent or blind
to the cruelty of her time?
Was she fearful in her day
was she hopeful, did she pray?
Were there skeletons inside
family secrets, sworn to hide?
Did she feel the heat that stirs
the fall from grace of wayward girls?
Was she tempted to pretend
the love and laughter, 'til the end?
The photograph is faded now,Everyone's moved on and out
And started something new.
Does this sound like you?
The crowd will just keep marching on,
As if the memories have gone.
It was too good to be true.
Let the sinner go and throw his stone.
As we stand together, stand alone.
Nothing's like it was before,
I don't know you anymore.
There's no one left to blame,
But I still feel the same.
The crowd will just keep marching on,
As if the memories have gone.
It was too good to be true.
Let the sinner go and throw his stone.
As we stand together, stand alone.
This is my darkest hour,
This is my brightest day.
If I should ever falter,
Show me the way.
Let the sinner go and throw his stone.
As we stand together, stand alone.
Let the sinner go and throw his stone.
As we stand together, stand alone.
There is a photograph in a haunted room
filled with memories that have gone too soon
& as I pass by every day
I say why does it make me feel this way...
There is life in the setting of the sun
& you know I think that it should go on
but as it turns around I have to say
Why does it make me feel this way....
Laughing sun & laughing moon
I know they sould be & I want to be to
but as it turns out I have to say
Take
a photograph of me
watch me as I leave
cuz I won't be coming back.
Don't
turn the other cheek
you and I should speak
so you won't misunderstand
blue valentine in my car.
Can't
take another day
you're treating me this way
and I take all the blame
Blue
valentines ago
you sometimes make me think
that we are just the same
Blue valentine in my car
Singing
strike these words from this song
tell everybody there
tell all of our friends
that I was wrong
Wait
a moment and just breathe
I think you will agree
that sometimes we can be wrong.
Flight
away from all your pain
losing all thats gained
and you fear you don't belong.
Blue valentine in my car
singing
strikes these words from this song
tell everybody there
tell all of our friends
that I was wrong.
Don't tell me how to do learn it on my own
screaming on the phone
planning to do no good
keep your eyes on the prize
it will get away with cheating you
something you can't do
you never had a hope.
Blue valentine in my car
singing
strike these words from this song
tell everybody there
tell all of my friends that I was wrong
strike these words from this song
(strike these words from this song)
tell everybody there
It's been a while since the letter
but you still got this photograph
and everyday that goes by
she thinks "boy are you coming back?"
she broke down last night
but her friends say it's too soon to think like that
it feels like the hoping and waiting will bring on a heart attack
Every morning she wakes up and she stares at that photograph
She crossed her fingers in hopes it will bring him back home at last
She's back on the phone, but they say there's too much of a waiting list
he's left you behind and alone
she thinks "boy, I can't handle this"
Is there a next time?
about the last time...
was there enough attention?
and does he know she loves him?
she saw them coming
she felt her heart break
she got the message
I'm outta luck, outta love
Gotta photograph, picture of
Passion killer, you're too much
You're the only one I wanna touch
I see your face every time I dream
In every page of a magazine
So wild and free, so far from me
You're all I want, my fantasy
Oh, oh, look what you've done to this crowd
Oh, oh, look what you've done
I gotta have you
(Photograph)
I don't want your
(Photograph)
I don't need your
(Photograph)
All I've got is a photograph
I'd be your lover, if you were there
Put your hurt on me, if you dare
Someone, you got style
You make everyone feel like a child
Oh, you got some kinda hold on me
You're all wrapped up in mystery
So wild an' free so far from me
You're all I want, my fantasy
Oh, oh, look what you've done to this crowd
Oh, oh, look what you've done
I gotta have you
(Photograph)
I don't want your
(Photograph)
I don't need your
(Photograph)
All I've got is a photograph
Oh, oh, look what you've done to this crowd
Oh, oh, look what you've done
I gotta have you
(Photograph)
I don't want your
(Photograph)
I don't need your
(Photograph)
All I've got is a photograph
I'm not in in love
I'm not attached
(Photograph)
You're only one
(Photograph)
I'm not attached
Photograph
Photograph
Photograph
(Photograph)
I'm not in in love
(Photograph)
I'm not attached
(Photograph)
You're only one
(Photograph)
I'm not attached
Maybe her eyes will shine tonight
maybe she'll dress up and look as good as ever
I wish I lit the match that burns in your eyes
I wish I sparked the fire that warms your heart
actually I didn't do anything, I wasted your time
then when she said just go away forever
I don't want to see your face again
maybe I'll just close my eyes and dream
I'll wish myself so far from her
maybe I'll try to start my life over
I'll probably just sleep it off instead
actually I didn't do anything at all
wasting your time I just wasted all your time
I would like to own your photograph
The angels cry to have your photograph
As if you were awfully made for life
As fortune favor fools like candle light
I would like to own your autograph
The angels fight to own your photograph
But you reckon on the photograph
Old photograph on the wall
Making the ast come alive
You've got this truth I can tell
From your iron gaze
From your cold stare
It's taking me back
Who's clothes are you wearing
I can see they're from the mission world
Why aren't you smiling
Did you know I'd be staring back
Right into your eyes
You're with me every step I take
You're like the roots in the ground
Passing love to our family
You're the knowledge
Youre the strength
That I've found
Every morning I wake up
There's a reminder on the wall
White clothes, black skin
Cold pose eyes straight ahead
You're longing for another day
That's where it begins
You're with me every step I take
You're like the roots in the ground
Passing love to our family
You're the knowledge
Youre the strength
That I've found
You're with me every step I take
You're like the roots in the ground
Passing love to our family
You're the knowledge
Your the strength of the youth
You're the old, you're the new
You're the past, you're the present
You're my brother, you're my sister
I'm outta luck, outta love
Gotta photograph, picture of
Passion killer, you're too much
You're the only one I wanna touch
I see your face every time I dream
On every page, every magazine
So wild so free so far from me
You're all I want, my fantasy
Oh, look what you've done to this rock 'n' roll clown
Oh Oh, look what you've done
Photograph - I don't want your
Photograph - I don't need your
Photograph - All I've got is a photograph
But it's not enough
I'd be your lover, if you were there
Put your hurt on me, if you dare
Such a woman, you got style
You make every man feel like a child
You got some kinda hold on me
You're all wrapped up in mystery
So wild so free so far from me
You're all I want, my fantasy
Oh, Look what you've done to this rock'n'roll clown
Oh Oh, Look what you've done
[Repeat chorus]
take a photograph
and settle down
two and two, not as hard as it looks
better not to burn those books
you're not travelling on a beam of light
and you're not sitting around under house arrest
until you change your mind
not a blink
not a breath
not a sign (x4)
take a photograph
to remind you
of the things you know you will one day forget
take a side effect
as a measure of your progress
take what you give
and give what you take
and as you walk with your breath two feet in front of you in the cold
take a photograph, to have and to hold (x2)
take a photograph
Every time I see your face
It reminds me of the place
We used to go
All's I got is a photograph
And I'm feelin' like
You're not comin' back anymore
I thought I'd make it
The day you went away
But I just can't take it
If you're not coming home to stay
I can't get used to living here
When my heart is broke
My tears they cry for you
I want you here to have and hold
As the years go by
And we grow old and gray
Now you're expecting me
To live without you
But that's not something
That I'm looking forward to
I can't get used to living here
When my heart is broke
My tears have cried for you
I want you here to have and hold
As the years go by
And we grow old and gray
Every time I see your face
It reminds me of the place
We used to go
All's I got is a photograph
And I'm feelin' like
You're not comin' back anymore
Every time I see your face
It reminds me of the place
We used to go
All's I got is a photograph
And I'm feelin' like
Picture me while I'm jumping out the window
Picture me while I'm flying over you
Picture me with a flower as my uhhhh-uh
Picture me while I'm standing on the rooftop
Picture me what do you want me to do
Picture me a looking into you
looking into you
looking into you
Photograph, Photograph
I'll never be the same
Photograph
Just for a laugh
Picture me counting raindrops on the meadow
Picture me while I'm dancing on the moon
Before, between and while and after noon
Picture me telling stories to a river
Could it be I can see although I'm blind
Picture me getting smaller by the hour
Slowly losing my mind (slowly losing my mind)
Photograph, Photograph
I'll never be the same
Photograph
Just for a laugh
Photograph, Photograph
I'll never be the same
Photograph
Performed by Something For Kate
take a photograph
and settle down
two and two, not as hard as it looks
better not to burn those books
you're not travelling on a beam of light
and you're not sitting around under house arrest
until you change your mind
not a blink
not a breath
not a sign (x4)
take a photograph
to remind you
of the things you know you will one day forget
take a side effect
as a measure of your progress
take what you give
and give what you take
and as you walk with your breath two feet in
front of you in the cold
take a photograph, to have and to hold (x2)
take a photograph
Look at this photograph
Every time I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red?
And what the hell is on Joey's head?
And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we'd ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneaking out
And this is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I've broke in twice
I must have done it half a dozen times
I wonder if it's too late
Should I go back and try to graduate?
Life's better now than it was back then
If I was them I wouldn't let me in
Oh oh oh
Oh God I
Every memory of looking out the back door
I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye
Remember the old arcade?
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops hated us hanging out
They said somebody went and burned it down
We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we know
We said someday we'd find out how if feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel
Kim's the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She's had a couple of kids since then
I haven't seen her since God knows when
Oh oh oh
Oh God I
Every memory of looking out the back door
I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
I miss that town
I miss their faces
You can't erase
You can't replace it
I miss it now
I can't believe it
So hard to stay
Too hard to leave it
If I could I relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change
Every memory of looking out the back door
I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Look at this photograph
Every time I do it makes me laugh
Every time I do it makes me
It's been a while since the letter
but you still got this photograph
and everyday that goes by
she thinks "boy are you coming back?"
she broke down last night
but her friends say it's too soon to think like that
it feels like the hoping and waiting will bring on a heart attack
Every morning she wakes up and she stares at that photograph
She crossed her fingers in hopes it will bring him back home at last
She's back on the phone, but they say there's too much of a waiting list
he's left you behind and alone
she thinks "boy, i can't handle this"
is there a next time?
about the last time...
was there enough attention?
and does he know she loves him?
she some them coming
she felt her heart break
she got the message
you know the one that says that he's never coming back
Well, I got a picture
It's glued in a book
Of most of my family
That somebody took
Well, grandpa died early
Before I could know
The man that they tell me
I take after so
Well, I don't remember
It still makes me laugh
When I see us together
In a photograph
Well, mama and daddy
Burned hot like a flame
But it all turned to ashes
With no one to blame
And I can still see them
But not in my mind
And it's been so long
All my memories lie
Well, I can't remember
It still makes me laugh
When I see us together
In a photograph
Well, it happened last winter
We had a son
They took a picture
Of family, round one
It's there to remind you
When you can't recall
What your daddy looked like
When you were so small
Though you won't remember
It'll still make you laugh
When you see us together
In a photograph
No, you won't remember
It'll still make you laugh
When you see us together
[Taylor Swift]
I'm outa luck, outa love
Gotta photograph, picture of
Passion killer, you're too much
You're the only one I wanna touch
[Joe Elliott]
I see your face every time I dream
On every page, every magazine
So wild so free so far from me
You're all I want, my fantasy
[Joe and Taylor]
Oh, look what you've done to this rock 'n' roll clown
Oh Oh, look what you've done
Ive gotta have you
Photograph - I don't want your
Photograph - I don't need your
Photograph - All I've got is a photograph
But it's not enough
[Joe Elliott]
I'd be your lover, if you were there
Put your hurt on me, if you dare
Such a woman, you got style
You make every man feel like a child
[Taylor Swift]
You got some kinda hold on me
You're all wrapped up in mystery
So wild so free so far from me
You're all I want, my fantasy
[Joe and Taylor]
Oh, look what you've done to this rock 'n' roll clown
Oh Oh, look what you've done
Ive gotta have you
Photograph - I don't want your
Photograph - I don't need your
Photograph - All I've got is a photograph
You've gone straight to my head!
Oh, look what you've done to this rock 'n' roll clown
Oh Oh, look what you've done
Ive gotta have you
Photograph - I don't want your
Photograph - I don't need your
Photograph - All I've got is a photograph
I wanna touch you!
[Taylor Swift]
Oh, Oh (x10)
[Joe Elliott]
You're the only one i wanna touch
Fear fall hard like rain again washing over me
You say nothing will ever change what do I
Believe
You fall deep inside again nothing left to see
Weakness fills your heart again you put it to
Rest
Forfeit everything because you were never
Strong enough
Close my eyes again and pray that life will not
Give up
I try to see your face again a photograph for me
Your voice calling out again nothing left for me
You try to find your place again waiting just to
Breathe
Weakness takes your heart again you put it to
Rest....locked inside again
Did you forget about the things I said
Fight the lies inside your head
Deny those who try to bring you down
Kill the pain and emptiness
Find a love and lose yourself
Without this life you're just a memory...locked
Inside again
Ev'ry time i see your face,
It reminds me of the places we used to go.
But all i got is a photograph
And i realise you're not coming back anymore.
I thought i'd make it the day you went away,
But i can't make it
Till you come home again to stay-yi-yay-yi-yay.
I can't get used to living here,
While my heart is broke, my tears i cried for you.
I want you here to have and hold,
As the years go by and we grow old and grey.
Now you're expecting me to live without you,
But that's not something that i'm looking forward to.
I can't get used to living here,
While my heart is broke, my tears i cried for you.
I want you here to have and hold,
As the years go by and we grow old and grey.
Ev'ry time i see your face,
It reminds me of the places we used to go.
But all i got is a photograph
And i realise you're not coming back anymore.
Ev'ry time i see your face,
It reminds me of the places we used to go.
But all i got is a photograph
And i realise you're not coming back anymore.
Ev'ry time i see your face,
It reminds me of the places we used to go.
But all i got is a photograph
And i realise you're not.
There's a picture on the bedroom wall
Of you and me a few years ago
Love was written in our eyes
Like it was made for you and I
Life was so easy then
You were my lover and my best friend
It never did occur to me
That it wasn't really meant to be forever
I'm looking at the photograph
Thinking it was made to last
But somehow we fade away
And every single passing day
Color turning into gray
Somehow we fade away
I'm looking at the photograph
I thought we were made to last
I remember staying up all night
Making love to the morning light
Now there's nothing left to talk about
Cause we said it all before
I can't afford to live a lie
And please don't say I didn't try
And now I'm taking off my ring
'Cause it don't fit the way it used to baby
I'm looking at the photograph
Thinking it was made to last
But somehow we fade away
And every single passing day
Colour turning into gray
Somehow we fade away
Leaving an epmty frame
I'm looking at the photograph
I thought we were made to last
Remember how you used to make me shiver
(by the touch of your fingers)?
You could make me laugh like a child
Now I see us in a different light
It's too late to make it alright
And every single dream that we had
Vanished in the dark like a camera's flash
I'm looking at the photograph
Thinking it was made to last
But somehow we fade away
And every single passing day
Colour turning into gray
Somehow we fade away
Leaving an epmty frame
I'm looking at the photograph
I'm outta luck, outta love
Gotta photograph, picture of
Passion killer, you're too much
You're the only one I wanna touch
I see your face every time I dream
On every page, every magazine
So wild and free, so far from me
You're all I want, my fantasy
Oh, look what you've done to this rock n' roll clown
Oh oh, look what you've done
Photograph
I don't want your photograph
I don't need your photograph
All I've got is a photograph, but it's not enough
I'd be your lover, if you were there
Put your hurt on me, if you dare
Such a woman, you got style
You make every man feel like a child, oh
You got some kinda hold on me
You're all wrapped up in mystery
So wild and free, so far from me
You're all I want, my fantasy
Oh, look what you've done to this rock n' roll clown
Oh oh, look what you've done, I gotta have you
Photograph
I don't want your photograph
I don't need your photograph
All I've got is a photograph, you've gone straight to my head
Oh, look what you've done to this rock n' roll clown
Oh oh, look what you've done, I gotta have you
Photograph
I don't want your photograph
I don't need your photograph
All I've got is a photograph, I wanna touch you
Photograph
Photograph
(Your photograph)
Photograph
Photograph
(I need only your )
Photograph
(I'm outta love)
Photograph
(I'm outta love)
Photograph
(You're the only one)
Photograph
(I wanna touch)
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
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
Sixteen. You looked like a photograph.
Pristine. I still recall when I saw you.
And I still see you standing there. Yea I still see you.
That was then. This is now.
And I often wonder how I've held myself together for so long.
Honor was lost. Rumors were true
What came through town and wiped out everyone I knew?
I won't break down. No, not this time.
That faded photograph's not yours. It's mine.
You knew me better than anyone.
Is it me who's changed or is it everyone?
But I still see you. This distance makes us closer.
By my side. I Tell myself that I still see you
Even though I'm broke in two ways
Empty hands a different face
I might as well just change my name and leave this town.
I think anonymity's what's needed now.
I won't be a martyr. It's too overrated.
Where the hell's that picture I've always wanted painted?
I may not have the answer. All I really need is time
And I may never find it out
But I'll be damned if I won't try.
It's not so bad. There's still a few.
It must have been my eyes distorting everyone I knew.
I won't break down. No, Not this time.
If you want it
(Ooo)
You can have it
(Ooo)
But you gotta learn
To reach out there and grab it
(Ooo)
'Cause everybody wants some love
(Oh baby)
Shootin' from the stars above
(Oh baby)
And though my heart will break
There's more than I can take
I can never get enough
If you need it
(Ooo)
You should show it
(Ooo)
'Cause you might play
So monastic that you blow it
(Ooo)
'Cause everybody wants some hope
(Oh baby)
Somethin' they can barely know
(Oh baby)
And though my heart will break
There's more that I can take
I can never let it go
It's in the photograph
It's in the photograph
It's in the photograph of love
Ooo ooo ooo
'Cause everybody wants a dream
(Oh baby)
Somethin' they can barely see
(Oh baby)
And though my heart will break
There's more that I can take
I can never let it be
It's in the photograph
It's in the photograph
It's in the photograph of love
If you blew it
(Ooo)
Don't reject it
(Ooo)
Just sit drawin' up the plans
And re erect it
(Ooo)
Just sit drawin' up the plans
And re erect it
(Ooo)
Just sit drawin' up the plans
And re erect it
(Ooo)
{Ooo hoo hoo hoo hoo
I put a photograph inside the frame of my heart
Forever you'll be the better half watching the rest fall apart
Nothing's goin' change the look on my face
You'll see me spending the rest of my days
Waving tomorrow goodbye, a tear in my eye
Nothing can bring back that feeling
Go on fade out the stars in my sky, I'm wondering why
No one can save me, the same way you do
I put a broken dream next to the memory of you
And forever you'll be together till fate brings you somebody new
And I can't erase the look on your face
Guess I'll be spending the rest of my days
Waving tomorrow goodbye, a tear in my eye
Nothing can bring back that feeling
Go on fade out the stars in my sky, I'm wondering why
No one can save me, the same way you do
Waving tomorrow goodbye, a tear in my eye
Nothing can bring back that feeling, oh no
Fade out the stars in my sky, I'm wondering why
No one can save me, the same way you do
Little light, little light
Oh, we're gonna make it right
Little light, little light
You know we're gonna make it right
Little light, little light
Oh, we're gonna make it right
Little light, little light
You know we're gonna make it right
Little light, little light
Oh, we're gonna make it right
Little light, little light
You know we're gonna make it right
Little light, little light
Oh, we're gonna make it right
Little light, little light
You know we're gonna make it right
Little light, little light
Oh, we're gonna make it right
Little light, little light
You know we're gonna make it right
Little light, little light
Oh, we're gonna make it right
Little light, little light
You know we're gonna make it right
Little light, little light
Oh, we're gonna make it right
Little light, little light
Is there a part of you in my photograph?
I think there is
Some part of you smiles out at me
I just want my life to be good
I must say you make me constantly aroused
It's the way you're always smiling
And your lips, they're as smooth as oil
And your skin is always shining
My life's so bent for ever
My mouth on your tongue, it goes away
And here I come
There's something in the way you look at me
And the way you're always smiling
And your lips, they're as smooth as oil
And your skin is always shining
My life's so bent for ever
My mouth on your tongue, it goes away
And here I come
So what if I carry
Your photo
Around with me everywhere?
I don't care
It's not such a bad thing to do
And so, I've tried
And I've tried to do
What you told me to do
I've tried, I've tried, I've tried to forget about you
Oh, I've tried, I've tried, I've tried, I've trie-oh oh oh...
Photograph tell me this
What I see in a kiss
Fireworks can't explain
Why I wrap my heart around this flag of pain
One by one
They kiss me on the head
Soldiers drinking wine and body bread
Two by two
Who understands the blues
Flowing down in a long sea of red
Silver cup full of wine
Don't be fooled by the shine
Drink it up
It'll make you high
God would like to own your autograph
The angels cry to have your photograph
As if you were all sweetness and light
As fortune favours fools by candle light
God would like to own your autograph
The angels fight over your photograph
Put your record on the phonograph
V1
All the stars watch over you
Night and day
When you can't stop turning
Where'd you go mysterious?
So ashamed....
You've lost the way again
Chorus
When did we all start
Living a world in a photograph?
Where I'll find you
Waiting for something
Hiding in places the shapes of the faces
In photographs
When the dream are done
Look how the tears run...
Through my eyes
V2
You danced upon the mirror glass
On the floor...
When the sky was falling
Where'd you go my curious?
Insecure....
You've lost my way again
Bridge
I tried so hard
To reflect their hearts
And show them that I'm stronger
And now I run....
Once went through my head
Once was in my head;
I'm waiting
I'm waiting to go again
Once went through my head
What once was in my head
Is through my eyes
Pretty darling, stop running down my street
The tears are dropping like a nuclear meltdown
I never meant to let it come to this
Can we blame it on timing not chemistry
All night long, i'll sing the same somber song
Attack my decisions, and the horse they road on
Everything seems to be less that zero
A mascara hero with a heart of zinc
I never should have kissed...
I never should have...
And i never should have kissed those lips before
I never should've let you out my door
But now i'm stuck with your photograph
The words you chant, i never thought they'd
Be so true, dancing in my head
So pause this moment, till we meet in our next life:
A black tabby housecat, a bottle of xanax
All night long is one repeated love song
When have i became this tree
Till we meet in our brand new world
[Instrumental]
I found this photograph
Underneath the picture glass
Tender face of black and white
Beautiful, a haunting sight
Looked into an angels smile
Captivated all the while
From the hair and clothes she wore
I'd place her in between the wars
Was she willing when she sat?
Posed the pretty photograph
Save her flowering and fair
Days to come, days to share
A big smile for the camera
How did she know?
The moment could be lost forever
Forever more
I found this photograph
Stashed between the old joist walls
In a place where time is lost
Lost behind, where all things fall
Broken books and calendars
Letters script in careful hand
Music too, a standard tune by
Some forgotten big brass band
From the threshold what's to see
Of our brave new century?
The television's just a dream
Radio, silver screen
Big smile for the camera
How did she know?
The moment could be lost forever
Forever more
Was her childhood filled with rhymes
Stolen hooks, impassioned crimes?
Was she innocent or blind
To the cruelty of her time?
Was she fearful in her day
Was she hopeful, did she pray?
Were there skeletons inside
Family secrets, sworn to hide?
Did she feel the beat that stirs
The fall from grace of wayward girls?
Was she tempted to pretend