The Picture(Live) - Loudon Wainwright III

The Picture - Loudon Wainwright III
There are pictures on the piano
Pictures of the family
Mostly my kids but there's
An old Picture of you and me
You were five and I was six In 1952;
That was forty years ago
How could it be true
We were sitting outside drawing
At a table meant for cards
And it must have been in autumn
Falling leaves in the front yard
With a shoebox full of crayons
Full of colors oh so bright
In a picture in a plastic frame
A snapshot black and white
You were looking at my paper
Watching what I drew;
It was natural:
I was older
Thirteen months more than you
A brother and a sister
A little boy and girl
And whoever took
That picture Captured our own world
A brother needs a sister
To watch what he can do
To protect and to torture
To boss around
It＇s true;
But a brother will defend her
For a sister＇s love is pure
Because she thinks he＇s wonderful
When he is not so sure
In the picture there＇s a
Fender of our old Chevrolet Or Pontiac
Our dad would know
Surely he could say;
But dad is dead and we grow old;
It＇s true that time flies by;
And in forty years the world
Has changed As well as you and I