Track 3 of the album What the Empty Rooms Remember · 2023
Whoever Took the Picture Was Loved
“Someone loved whoever took the picture, you can see it in the faces. The choir sings the last chorus without me.”
classical crossover · classical crossover · choral · 4:07
Lyrics
Look how she's looking at the lens Not at the camera, at a friend The softness in her eyes is plain She knows the hand that holds the frame Nobody smiles like that for hire Nobody glows for just a wire The warmth that rises off the print Was sent by someone, and it went I cannot see them, they are gone But all the light is leaning on Whoever took the picture was loved You can tell by the way she stands Whoever took the picture was loved By the tenderness that fills her hands They stood behind the glass and wept Or laughed, or held their breath and kept Whoever took the picture was loved And so, in turn, was she So I will not ask who she was Or what became of all of us I only know the shutter fell On someone who was loved so well I cannot see them, they are gone But all the light is leaning on Whoever took the picture was loved You can tell by the way she stands Whoever took the picture was loved By the tenderness that fills her hands They stood behind the glass and wept Or laughed, or held their breath and kept Whoever took the picture was loved And so, in turn, was she Out of frame there is a heart Out of frame there is a start Every portrait has a twin The one who looked and let love in Whoever took the picture was loved You can tell by the way she stands Whoever took the picture was loved By the tenderness that fills her hands They stood behind the glass and wept Or laughed, or held their breath and kept Whoever took the picture was loved And so, in turn, am I Whoever took the picture Was loved Was loved