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Hanover CameraThe lighting made her look like she'd been capturedSitting up and staring into space Suddenly she turned to me and said, "You seem pretty harmless" The dosage was open for debate The party with the python in the shower Heather with the henna on her hands Once we started mixing it with sodium bicarbonate We got backstage and hung out with the band I went down around the fishermen, I was looking for a hook I was hoping that I'd find something by lunchtime The coolest part about her was she had her own apartment It's still an inconvenient place to die The party with the python in the shower Heather with the henna on her hands Once we started mixing it with sodium bicarbonate We got backstage and hung out with the band They said, "You're the one who really makes it happen If you're ever on the West Coast give a shout" The manager asked if we'd break off a little package The singer put his finger in my mouth We were up the against the miracle, maxed out every night Our knees were shot from way too many prayers I swear I saw a soldier selling single cigarettes Stationed about halfway up the stairs Yeah sure At certain speeds it all becomes a blur And we're friends But it seems a little soft along the edge It starts When she turns the torch into the dark It ends Once she puts her hand over the lens I remember you were tender when you tried make it better You sang to me that song about the shipwreck The hand that held the camera was trying not to tremble The lighting made her look like she's a hostage Yeah sure At certain speeds we all feel insecure Yeah sure The border lines, they smear into a blur It starts We sing and put our hands over our hearts It ends When Heather puts the cap back on the lens |