Pictures Of An Only Child

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 eyes of the family, bright all the eyes

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

Bright all the eyes of the family on the other side