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Photograph (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

If you want beautiful, pitiful, have me in a picture
And if you want make me dance, throw me round spin upon your finger

Blind labors the blind and i am unwilling to uncover my eyes

And if you want take your time rifle through, find a very nice one
If there’s a crease in my face over time, there’s plenty more where that came from

Words, frozen, will thaw when i am wasted, i am better shut up
And a frame is quite confining, hang me up…hang me up

I’m in the photograph

When i’m alone and the world is a fist, i am weightless
A universe, gravitate, orchestrate, i am fearless
And spin, the sky surrounding free from all the picture perfect
And spin the sky surrounding, larger than life, meanwhile

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Photograph (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

if you want beautiful, pitiful,
have me in a picture
and if you want make me dance,
throw me round spin upon your
finger

blind labors the blind and i am
unwilling to uncover my eyes

and if you want take your time rifle
through, find a very nice one
if there’s a crease in my face over
time, there’s plenty more where
that came from

words, frozen, will thaw when i am
watsted, i am better shut up
and a frame is quite confining,
hang me up….hang me up

i’m in the photograph

when i’m alone and the world is a
fist, i am weightless
a universe, gravitate, orchestrate,
i am fearless
and spin, the sky surrounding free
from all the picture perfect
and spin the sky surrounding,
larger than life, meanwhile

Photograph (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I’m outa luck, outa love
Gotta photograph, picture of
Passion killer, you’re too much
You’re the only one i wanna touch
I see your face every time i dream
On every page, every magazine
So wild and free so far from me
You’re all i want, my fantasy

Oh, look what you’ve done to this rock ‘n’ roll clown
Oh oh, look what you’ve done

Photograph – i don’t want your
Photograph – i don’t need your
Photograph – all i’ve got is a photograph
But it’s not enough

I’d be your lover, if you were there
Put your hurt on me, if you dare
Such a woman, you got style
You make every man feel like a child, oh
You got some kinda hold on me
You’re all wrapped up in mystery
So wild so free and far from me
You’re all i want, my fantasy

Oh, look what you’ve done to this rock ‘n’ roll clown
Oh oh, look what you’ve done

Photograph – i don’t want your
Photograph – i don’t need your
Photograph – all i’ve got is a photograph
You’ve gone straight to my head

Oh, look what you’ve done to this rock ‘n’ roll clown
Oh oh, look what you’ve done
I gotta have you

Photograph – i don’t want your
Photograph – i don’t need your
Photograph – all i’ve got is a photograph
I wanna touch you

Photograph
Photograph – your photograph
Photograph –
Photograph – i need only your
Photograph – i’m outa love
Photograph – i’m outa love
Photograph – you’re the only one
Photograph – i wanna touch

Photograph (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Every time i see your face
It reminds me of the place
We used to go

All’s i got is a photograph
And i’m feelin’ like you’re not comin’ back anymore

I thought i’d make it
The day you went away
But i just can’t take it
If you’re not coming home to stay

I can’t get used to living here
When my heart is broke
My tears they cry for you

I want you here to have and hold
As the years go by
And we get old and grey

Now you’re expecting me
To live without you
But that’s not something
That i’m looking forward to

I can’t get used to living here
When my heart is broke
My tears have cried for you.

Photograph (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Fear falls out like rain again
Washing over me
You say nothing will ever change
What do I believe
You fall deep inside again
There’s nothing left to see
Weakness fills your heart again

You put it to rest

Hoping everything
You were never strong enough
Close my eyes again
Pray that I will not give up

I try to see your face again
A photograph of me
Your voice calling out again
Nothing left for me
You try to find your place again
Waiting just to breathe
Weakness takes your heart again

You put it to rest

Locked inside again
Locked inside again
Locked inside again

Hoping everything
You were never strong enough
Close my eyes again
Pray that I will not give up
Hoping everything
You were never strong enough
Close my eyes again
Pray that I will not give up

Did you
Forget about the things I said
Right the lies inside your head
I never tried to bring you down

Kill the pain and emptiness
Find your love and lose yourself
Well I hope that your just a memory

Locked inside again
Locked inside again
Locked inside again

Holding everything
You were never strong enough
Close my eyes again
Pray that I will not give up
Hoping everything
You were never strong enough
Close my eyes again
Pray that I will not give up

Photograph (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I found this photograph
Underneath the broken picture glass
Tender face of black and white
Beautiful, a haunting sight
Looked into an angel’s smile
Captivated all the while
From the hair and clothes she wore
I’d place her in between the wars

Was she willing when she sat
And posed the pretty photograph?
Save her flowering and fair
The days to come, the days to share
A big smile for the camera
How did she know?
The moment could be lost forever
Forever more

I found this photograph
Stashed between the old joist walls
In a place where time is lost
Lost behind, where all things fall
Broken books and calendars
Letters script in careful hand
Music too, a standard tune by
Some forgotten big brass band

From the threshhold what’s to see
Of our brave new century?
The television’s just a dream
The radio, the silver screen
A big smile for the camera
How did she know?
The moment could be lost forever
Forever more

Was her childhood filled with rhymes
Stolen hooks, impassioned crimes?
Was she innocent or blind
To the cruelty of her time?
Was she fearful in her day
Was she hopeful, did she pray?
Were there skeletons inside
Family secrets, sworn to hide?
Did she feel the heat that stirs
The fall from grace of wayward girls?
Was she tempted to pretend
The love and laughter, ‘til the end?

Photograph (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

If you want it
You can have it
But you gotta learn to reach out there and grab it
Cause everybody wants some love
Shooting from the stars above
And though my heart will break
There’s more than I can take
I could never get enough
If you need it
You should show it
Cause you might play so monastic that you blow it
Cause everybody wants some hope
Something they can barely know
And though my heart will break
There’s more than I could take
I could never let it go
Chorus:
It’s in the photograph
It’s in the photograph
It’s in the photograph of love
Cause everybody wants a dream
Something they can barely see
And though my heart will break
There’s more than I could take
I could never let it be
(chorus)
If you blew it
Don’t reject it
Just re-draw one of the plans and re-erect it
Just re-draw one of the plans and re-erect it
Just re-draw one of the plans and re-erect it

Photograph (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I found this photograph,
underneath the broken picture glass.
Tender face of black and white,
Beautiful, a haunting sight.
Looked into an angel’s smile,
captivated all the while.
From the hair and clothes she wore,
I’d place her in between the wars.

Was she willing when she sat
and posed the pretty photograph?
Save her flowering and fair,
the days to come, the days to share.
A big smile for the camera,
how did she know?
the moment could be lost forever
forever more

I found this photograph,
stashed between the old joist walls,
in a place where time is lost,
lost behind, where all things fall.
Broken books and calendars,
letters script in careful hand,
music too, a standard tune by
some forgotten big brass band.

From the threshhold what’s to see
of our brave new century?
The television’s just a dream,
the radio, the silver screen.
A big smile for the camera,
how did she know?
the moment could be lost forever
forever more

Was her childhood filled with rhymes,
stolen hooks, impassioned crimes?
Was she innocent or blind
to the cruelty of her time?
Was she fearful in her day,
was she hopeful, did she pray?
Were there skeletons inside,
family secrets, sworn to hide?
Did she feel the beat that stirs,
the fall from grace of wayward girls?
Was she tempted to pretend,
the love and laughter, ‘til the end?

Photograph (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Huh!
I’m outa luck, outa love
Gotta photograph, picture of
Passion killer, you’re too much
You’re the only one I wanna touch
I see your face every time I dream
On every page, every magazine
So wild so free so far from me
You’re all I want, my fantasy

Oh, look what you’ve done to this rock ‘n’ roll clown
Oh Oh, look what you’ve done

Photograph – I don’t want your
Photograph – I don’t need your
Photograph – All I’ve got is a photograph
But it’s not enough

I’d be your lover, if you were there
Put your hurt on me, if you dare
Such a woman, you got style
You make every man feel like a child
You got some kinda hold on me
You’re all wrapped up in mystery
So wild so free so far from me
You’re all I want, my fantasy

Oh, Look what you’ve done to this rock’n’roll clown
Oh Oh, Look what you’ve done

[Repeat chorus]

You’ve gone straight to my head

Photograph (Letra)

Weezer

Weezer

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(berry/buck/mills/stipe/natalie merchant)

I found this photograph,
Underneath the broken picture glass
Tender face of black and white,
Beautiful, a haunting sight
Looked into an angel’s smile,
Captivated all the while
From the hair and clothes she wore,
I’d place her in between the wars

Was she willing when she sat
And posed the pretty photograph?
Save her flowering and fair,
The days to come, the days to share
A big smile for the camera,
How did she know?
The moment could be lost forever
Forever more

I found this photograph,
Stashed between the old joist walls,
In a place where time is lost,
Lost behind, where all things fall
Broken books and calendars,
Letters script in careful hand,
Music too, a standard tune by
Some forgotten big brass band

From the threshhold what’s to see
Of our brave new century?
The television’s just a dream,
The radio, the silver screen
A big smile for the camera,
How did she know?
The moment could be lost forever
Forever more

Was her childhood filled with rhymes,
Stolen hooks, impassioned crimes?
Was she innocent or blind
To the cruelty of her time?
Was she fearful in her day,
Was she hopeful, did she pray?
Were there skeletons inside,
Family secrets, sworn to hide?
Did she feel the beat that stirs,
The fall from grace of wayward girls?
Was she tempted to pretend,
The love and laughter, ‘til the end?

Photograph (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Loving can hurt
Loving can hurt sometimes
But it’s the only thing that I know
When it gets hard
You know it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing that makes us feel alive

We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Our hearts hearts were never broken
And time’s forever frozen still

So you can keep me inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holding me close until our eyes meet
You won’t ever be alone
Wait for me to come home

Loving can heal
Loving can mend your soul
And it’s the only thing that I know
I swear it will get easier
Remember that with every piece of ya
And it’s the only thing we take with us when we die

We keep this love in this photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Our hearts were never broken
Time’s forever frozen still

So you can keep me inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holding me close until our eyes meet
You won’t ever be alone
And if you hurt me that’s okay baby
Only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won’t ever let you go
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home

So you could fit me
Inside the necklace you got
When you were sixteen
Next to your heartbeat where I should be
Keep it deep within your soul

And if you hurt me
Well, that’s okay baby
Only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won’t ever let you go

When I’m away
I will remember how you kissed me
Under the lamppost back on 6th street
Hearing you whisper through the phone
Wait for me to come home