Pictures Of An Only Child Lyrics - The Century Of Self - And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead

Bright all the eyes of the family on the other side 

from an only child for the first fourteen years of life 

All the pictures they were never seen and never heard from 

I'm standing with Eric and Mom outside of Taj Mahal 

Convinced that I am gonna be a writer and a movie star 

I've a picture of dad here sitting, hair down to the ground 

Bright all the eyes of the family now dead and gone 

We've played games of fate and chance 

We were caught and made to dance 

Sold our souls to slavery 

Lost our way and prayed for death 

I took the pictures and the camera dropped them in the sand 

I wore a Micky Mouse hat on that day: Disneyland 

I was crying at the camera, lying about my life 

Bright all the lifes of the family, bright all the eyes 

Bright all the eyes of the family on the other side