When the photographs you're taking now are taken down again
When the heavy clouds that hide the sun are gone
The millions of us on the hill from the star to lands end
When photographs you're taking now are taken now press send
This is a precious opportunity beware of the photographs you are taking now
We are flying over black sands
In a glass aeroplane
Crashing in slow motion in another cityscape game
Where the feeling is supernatural
Like passing into other worlds
We're ending this dissolution when the mother-ship it explodes
We were walking as zombies on over
To the church of John Coltrane
[?] bus from sunset freedom taking cocaine
In the [?] and chords of nature
All is but a vanity
And the metronome knows that defeats you is the monochrome that you seek
This is a precious opportunity beware of the photographs you are taking now
Photographs you are taking now
Photographs you are taking now