Slow Polaroid Lyrics

There's unopened mail on the mantle,
And no one is saying their hellos today.
Girls are contemplating their birth names,
Staring intensely at and separately judging
Each printed lonely letter in space.

You were riding your bicycle down into Death Valley
While we were drinking warm Cuervo in Vegas
And having our photographs taken.
We lost all of our photographs.

The first I heard of you
You were playing Hamlet on Starsearch
And placing prank calls to relatively
Obscure celebrities.

I feel the need to be photographed
Or to be befriended by a real human being.
I can relate to the struggles
Of the modern day centaur,
Minus the fame and sexual promiscuity.

When no one's home,
I look in a mirror in a mirror
To make sure I still exist from behind.
Plus, I got that isolated
Obsessive save the earth lifestyle,
Minus the beard, dreads
And organic gardening.