Lyrics Undeveloped Film - Frank Turner
Sorting
through
my
things
the
other
day
I
found
an
old
film
camera
that
I
thought
I'd
thrown
away
But
there
it
was
covered
in
dust
I
checked
it
and
the
film
inside
still
had
a
few
pictures
left
So
I
just
snapped
it
off
and
then
I
found
a
place
on
the
high
street
that
could
still
develop
them
I
dropped
them
off
and
clean
forgot,
It
wasn't
until
this
morning
that
I
picked
the
pictures
up
And
there
before
my
eyes
in
vivid
colour
Pictures
of
her
stood
smiling
bold
on
the
edge
of
a
cliff
by
the
sea
On
the
south
coast
somewhere,
Wind
in
her
hair
wrapped
against
the
cold
There
were
many
other
pictures
in
the
set,
Most
of
them
were
taken
in
the
first
months
after
we
met
When
we
were
lovers
like
happy
drunks
Stumbling
for
each
other
with
each
step,
each
breath
in
our
lungs
Pictures
of
nights
from
soho
bars
A
weekend
in
the
country
when
she
bought
my
sister's
car,
Her
naked,
serene
on
a
hotel
bed
Smiling
at
the
camera,
her
beauty
like
a
word
unsaid
And
there
before
my
eyes
on
the
glossy
paper
Quiet
whispers
of
something
I
had
lost
or
put
aside
for
the
longest
time
The
hope
that
I
might
find
some
kind
of
peace
Oh
oh
oh
where
did
it
go
go
go
I
just
don't
know
exactly
where
I
kept
it
There
right
there
under
the
stairs
oh
please
Darling
I
swear
swear
swear
that's
where
I
left
it
Secret
little
things
that
you
keep
locked
away
In
a
small
wooden
box
that
you
barely
even
mention
to
yourself
It's
not
exactly
hope,
nothing
quite
as
simple
as
youth
Perhaps
it's
just
a
way
of
looking
past
the
truth
We're
all
fading
away
The
truth
I
can
see
in
the
very
last
frame
of
that
long
lost
roll
of
film
A
picture
of
me,
a
young
man
holding
a
camera
up
to
a
mirror
And
there
before
my
eyes
in
that
old
reflection
a
declaration
bold
We
won't
stay
gold,
all
that's
left
of
her
and
rest
Is
a
small
locked
box
of
undeveloped
films
and
photographs
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