Texty: Jack Conte. Yeah Yeah Yeah.

I bought you a gift: it?s a picture frame for my face when you decide to place me in the past (because nothing lasts). I won?t talk or move; I?ll fit well upon a bookshelf, and when I look at myself, I?ll disappear. There?s nothing there to see me. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I knew it all along, I knew it from the very start. I felt it in my heart if there?s even one to feel. I sing into a machine, and you hear me over a speaker. That?s how we were in her room, a distant sun. She?s taking off her clothes. I hear echoes of your breathing. I am cheating on myself. Oh what a path to guide me! And you?re always on my mind, but I never mind the space that you take up in my veins. Oh I?ll take you any way I can, because day by day we?ll fade away

(Thanks to Rafael for these lyrics)