Pictures Of You - The Last Goodnight

A bit of tenses before I go on, since there will be a test on tenses this week.

"What we could have been" is definitely not the same as "What we could be", since
"What we could have been" implies "very possible, but in the end it didn't turn out in the way I would have liked", whereas
"What we could be" is more positive and implies "very possible, and let's work hard together for the desired ending".

Today's song is Pictures Of You, by The Last Goodnight. Note the above. For me, I feel strongly that this is not a "let's work hard for our relationship" song; it's the reverse (well, kind of).


Lyrics to Pictures Of You [The Last Goodnight]
This is the clock up on the wall
This is the story of us all
This is the first sound
Of a new born child before he starts to crawl

This is the war that's never won
This is the soldier and his gun
This is the mother waiting by the phone praying for her son

Pictures of you, pictures of me
Hung up on your wall for the world to see
Pictures of you, pictures of me
Remind us all of what we used to be

There is a drug that cures it all
Blocked by the governmental wall
We are the scientists inside the lab
Just waiting for the call

This earthquake weather has got me shaking
Inside I'm high up and dry

Pictures of you, pictures of me
Hung up on your wall for the world to see
Pictures of you, pictures of me
Remind us all of what we used to be

Confess to me every secret moment
Every stolen promise you believe
Confess to me, all that lies between us
All that lies between you and me

We are the boxers in the ring
We are the bells that never sing
There is a title we can't win
No matter how hard we must swing

Pictures of you, pictures of me
Hung up on your wall for the world to see
Pictures of you, pictures of me
Remind us all of what we could have been

Pictures of you, pictures of me
Hung up on your wall for the world to see
Pictures of you, pictures of me
Remind us all of what we could have been
What could have been, we could have been

Pictures of you, pictures of me
Remind us all of what we could have been
What could have been