You and I have been through this before
I owe you my whole life, nothing more
I never said that I liked you the most
You're my father, I'm your son, who's the Holy Ghost?
Where does the time go when it's not around here?
Here we stand at the edge of the drive
I'm just waiting for my ride to arrive
I wait to see if you've any last words
We pulled away, I called your name, I don't think you heard

Where does the time go when it's not around here?
I don't know
Where does the time go when it's not around here?

You and I never shared all that much
When I leave, I'll be all right, I'll keep in touch
As your road narrows, so mine grows wider
As I leave I turn and wave to the Great Provider

Where does the time go when it's not around here?
I don't know
Where does the time go when it's not around here? Night Photographs
At night I like to photograph, producing camera images
And I don't have a flash
But my little notebook records the subjects at hand

In photo one, a flower
Photo two is a drunk and naked girl
In photo three is my dog in the backyard
Each frame captures the various subtleties of black
Each frame captures the various subtleties of black
Subtleties of black
Subtleties of black

In photo one, a flower
Photo two is a drunk and naked girl
In photo three is my dog in the backyard
Each frame captures the various subtleties of black
Each frame captures the various subtleties of black
Subtleties of black
Subtleties of black

At night I like to photograph, producing camera images
And I don't have a flash
But my little notebook records the subjects at hand
(yeeeaaaaaa haaaaaa!)

In photo one, a flower
Photo two is a drunk and naked girl
In photo three is my dog in the backyard
Each frame captures the various subtleties of black
Each frame captures the various subtleties of black
Subtleties of black
Subtleties of black