In the last
Known photograph
Of you and me Sprawled on the grass
Oh you looked off frame
You were through with this stupid play
Oh you looked off frame
I didn’t recognize the boy I once knew
Lost Sonoma Hills
Matched perspective with my silver stills
We followed the old mule trail
To mining camps and dried blood red shale
Oh you should stay
You’re just going to leave this place anyway
Oh you should know by now
You’re going to ruin the show the show
You’re the last friend I have
Among the crew and cast and staff
They’ll replace you with an unknown hack
You’re the last the friend I have
Oh you looked off frame
Towards the east but the traitorous beast will never speak your name
Oh you looked off frame
I saw you harden with ambition
Oh you should stay
You’re just going to blow this place anyway
Oh you should know by now
You’re going to ruin the show the show