가사 좌표
EN원문 가사
번역이 아직 없습니다. 원문 가사를 표시합니다.
Here is the sound that photographs make
When i see them
When i hear them
I see regions of sharp precision
Over abundance
Over indulgence
Tied together with rope and twine
Stuck together with paste and glue
Two old planks of knotty pine
A couple of nails that poke right through.


