Lyrics

Pictures of You

And if we cannot stop this, what good are we? And if you can hear the crying but you’re blind to see. And if our faith is all gone, where can we turn? And if you can only believe what you see, what have we learned?

An empty house, an empty chair and you are no longer here.
And in this world all you can do, is leave them pictures of you.

What will your photos look like? What have you done? Are you stark raving pretty? Have you saved someone? From all their pain and hatred, up from this death and greed. For you to see me clearly, what do you need?

Let’s start with the end in mind now and a brand new day. Black and white laid out so clearly, what will they say? Will they see?