[ Featuring The Humble ]
Some See It As A Waste Of Time
Some See It As A Loss Of Control
When The Moon Decides Which Way To Go
I've Been Down On My Luck
I've Been Waiting So Long
But My Whole Life
My Whole Life Remains My Own
A Silhouette Of My Dreams With No Lines
I Fill It With Colors And Truth
A Photograph Or A Frame Of My Life Is About The Lens I'm Looking Through
So What Did You Expect When I Told You
That I'm Goin' Home Won't Be Around Until The Fall
But Still You Try To Sink Your Claws In Me
A Silhouette Of My Dreams With No Lines
I Fill It With Colors And Truth
A Photograph Or A Frame Of My Life Is About The Lens I'm Looking Through
And I'll No Longer Wait
No Time For Auto-Focus
My Lens Will See Straight In Time
