Photograph (demo)

I found this photograph
Stashed between the old joist walls
In a trunk behind the attic
Desk where on something falls
Stuck between forgotten songs
Written in a foreign hand
Mass-printed for the fans
Of some forgotten big brass band

Was she smiling when she said
Those are pretty photographs
Were they happy in their time?
Does the picture tell a lie?
Big smiles for the camera
They call it their own
Moment to forget your troubles
Call it your own

Ah ra ra ra ra

Did you get ahead of it?
Movie's hadn't happened yet
Television's just a dream
Radio was soon to bring
Big smiles for your father
You call it your own
A moment to forget your troubles
Call it your own
Neeh
Was she smiling when she said
Those are pretty photographs
Were they happy in their time?
Does the picture tell a lie?
Big smiles for the camera
They call it their own
Moment to forget your troubles
Call it your own

Big smiles for the camera
They call it their own
Moment to forget your troubles
Call it your own