Correction Paroles Last Frame - Live par Van der Graaf Generator

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Pretty keen – yes, my hobby keeps me busy
And if I talk to myself, well, what's the crime?
In the darkroom I am a dealer in space and time…
When all memory is mellowed
When the photograph is yellowed
Still it never lies

There you are, your eyes laced with secret pleasure
Saying that you're on the way to change
Devouring in inordinate measure
Every diversion that's arranged
For every appet**e, there's a cruel attraction
But there's a panic in your actions…
Oh, I never saw you look so strange

Fixing memory chemically
Holding time on the stop-clock
Hanging back from that last frame
Just in case it doesn't show you
In the way I used to know you…
Oh, I thought you'd always stay the same
But you are, you are, you are another [?]

Oh, the red light, the silver, the black and the bromide;
Oh, the silence, the waiting for overview…
The past seems under-exposed, low tide
Oh, still the images ghost through
And you're there in the bath which is all this has led to
And I can't say your path is a right one to choose…
But then I only have a negative of you

[Instrumental Outro]

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