The Analogue one

Lyrics

There’s an artist on the climb
Who’s traveling through time
Taking pictures of their prime
On a Polaroid which lasts a lifetime

There’s an artist on the climb
Who really doesn’t mind
Taking pictures all the time
On a Polaroid which lasts a lifetime

Feels like yesterday
That games were played
Feels like yesterday
That promises were made

There’s an artist on the climb
Making payments over time
On the love they could not find
And a partner who was unkind

A potion for the Veins
A kitchen for the soul
Writing poems for the pain
Turn them into rock & roll