Depeche Mode

A ^Em white house, A ^C white room
The ^D program of to ^Em day
^Em Lights on, ^C switch on
Your ^D eyes are far a ^Em way
The map represents you
And the tape is your voice
Follow all along you
Till you recognize the choice
^{Em G A Bb
A} I take ^G pictures
^{Em G A Bb
A} Photographic ^G pictures
^Em Bright light, dark room
^Em Bright light, dark room
I said Id write a letter
But I never got the time
And looking to the day
I mesmerize the light
The years I spend just thinking
Of a moment we both knew
A second boss looking into
It seems it cant be true
I take pictures
Photographic pictures
Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room
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^C 332010
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^G 355433
^A 577655
^Bb 688766