Four Holy Photos Lyrics - Mind Chaos - Hockey

Hold up a picture of a highway 

And a picture of a home 

And a picture of some money 

And a picture of some bones 

All together, all in a row 

But out of all those pictures 

You'll only notice one 

But it's really not important 

No, it's no more than a fortune 

It just shows what doors are open 

If you're looking at the home 

Well, your feet are scared 

You're looking at the road 

You're gonna feel restless for a while 

Yes, for a while, for a while 

If you're looking at the money 

Well, you benefit from the army 

You're looking the bones 

Well, you got some silly reasons in their eyes 

Yes, in their eyes, in their eyes 

This the song, this the song 

The song of four holy photos 

They never look into their own eyes 

It's the second closest you'll get 

There's settlement of foreigners 

In a land that they can't see 

Where the birds are always singing 

And the water runs clean 

But all these things 

Told them nothing 

There's a makeshift church 

And there's a hand that pulls a rope 

And the rope swings the bells 

As they ring into the trees 

And make an echo 

And it never stops 

Well, so I hung up those pictures 

In their foraminous place 

Where their mood is a little nervous 

But they felt they had a reason enough to stay 

So they stayed 

And no one when they looked 

Could even see the bones at all 

The leaders took the money 

And the others took the color of the road 

Yes, and the home 

And no one argued 

It was one of them who did 

And he spoke on what he saw 

And ruined his reputation 

He was labeled as a misfit 

Ah, you know 

That's just what saints get sometimes 

This the song, this the song 

The song of four holy photos 

They never look into their own eyes 

It's the second closest you'll get