I close my eyes
for a Kodak moment, then the feeling's gone
No surprise --
every frame has flecks of black all over me
Dust on the lens, All it is is dust on the lens...
Same old song,
another spray of lint across an endless sea
Double prints
crumpled on the ground, and I refuse to see.
Dust on the lens. All my shots have dust on the lens.
(Interlude)
Oh, no, no
Now don't cry much --
nothing lasts forever 'cept the endless sky
Special brush
but all your money won't one good, clear picture buy
Dust on the lens
(Celebrate the moments of your life..)
All it is is dust on the lens
(Celebrate the moments of your life...)
Dust on the lens. All it is is dust on the lens.
Written 1995 by Gerald L. Bliss (4/18).
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