Point and Shoot
by Greg Freeman
From the album: Burnover
Duration: 03:05
Lyrics for Point and Shoot
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