《Undeveloped Film》歌词

[00:00:00] Undeveloped Film - Frank Turner (法兰克·透纳)

[00:00:16] Sorting through my things the other day

[00:00:20] I found an old film camera that I thought I'd thrown away

[00:00:25] But there it was covered in dust

[00:00:29] I checked it and the film inside still had a few pictures left

[00:00:33] So I just snapped it off and then

[00:00:37] I found a place on the high street that could still develop them

[00:00:41] I dropped them off and clean forgot

[00:00:45] It wasn't until this morning that I picked the pictures up

[00:00:50] And there before my eyes in vivid colour

[00:00:58] Pictures of her stood smiling bold on the edge of a cliff by the sea

[00:01:10] On the south coast somewhere

[00:01:14] Wind in her hair wrapped against the cold

[00:01:31] There were many other pictures in the set

[00:01:35] Most of them were taken in the first months after we met

[00:01:40] When we were lovers like happy drunks

[00:01:43] Stumbling for each other with each step each breath in our lungs

[00:01:48] Pictures of nights from soho bars

[00:01:51] A weekend in the country when she bought my sister's car

[00:01:56] Her naked serene on a hotel bed

[00:02:00] Smiling at the camera her beauty like a word unsaid

[00:02:05] And there before my eyes on the glossy paper

[00:02:12] Quiet whispers of something I had lost or put aside for the longest time

[00:02:29] The hope that I might find some kind of peace

[00:02:41] Oh oh oh where did it go go go

[00:02:45] I just don't know exactly where I kept it

[00:02:49] There right there under the stairs oh please

[00:02:53] Darling I swear swear swear that's where I left it

[00:02:58] Secret little things that you keep locked away

[00:03:01] In a small wooden box that you barely even mention to yourself

[00:03:07] It's not exactly hope nothing quite as simple as youth

[00:03:11] Perhaps it's just a way of looking past the truth

[00:03:16] We're all fading away

[00:03:18] The truth I can see in the very last frame of that long lost roll of film

[00:03:24] A picture of me a young man holding a camera up to a mirror

[00:03:32] And there before my eyes in that old reflection a declaration bold

[00:03:45] We won't stay gold all that's left of her and rest

[00:03:51] Is a small locked box of undeveloped films and photographs