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Shot down in the shade of cardboard canyons
They cut the scene and saw blood on the cameraman
She could see the frame but never the picture
A live round spun and a split second flicker
Broke the depth of field like the neck of the Hangman
You looked to me like a pie in the window pane
I looked back like a mule in some bridle reins
Lyin' there naked through a point and shoot
If you got a secret, don't keep it too close to
Your chest
Just love me now and forget the rest
Does passion feel stupid when there's nothing left of me?
You laughed and said: Yeah, the crime of the century
But I was lost like a little child
In a wilderness where the west was way too wild
All I can say is that I don't mind
Like the silphium branch to the black bovine
She could see the frame but never the picture
A live round spun and a split second flicker
Broke
