Charcoal and Soda
Can you believe,
We are older?
The only thing I ever got from you
Was a camera
And two large shells
(bullet shells)
It's not that you owe me something
You don't owe me something anymore
As the light rushes in
As the fire gushes out
He was a photographer from Angola
Breathing Egypt in
Through charcoal and soda
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