Faded Photograph - The Legendary Pink Dots

I found a faded photograph of you

Clearing out this crowded room

See me so proud, dressed up to the nines, sipping dandelion wine

Did it seem the sun would never set…

We’d stay young, forever blessed in our Sunday Best

But I’m Wednesday’s child and I am cursed to stay

Locked inside your purse

It’s night and I’ll come to you once more

I’ll forget to use the door… Did I startle you?

Oh no… Not me

For you see through me… It hurts