The Photographer Philip Glass
On this page, discover the full lyrics of the song "The Photographer" by Philip Glass. Lyrxo.com offers the most comprehensive and accurate lyrics, helping you connect with the music you love on a deeper level. Ideal for dedicated fans and anyone who appreciates quality music.
All that white hair
A Gentleman's honor
And a long white beard
Burns up in fever
And this is artificial moonlight
An artificial sky
Horses in the air
Feet on the ground
Never seen
This picture before
And this is artificial moonlight
An artificial sky
Horses in the air
"Whose baby is this"
Never seen
This picture before
A Gentleman's honor
And a long white beard
Burns up in fever
And this is artificial moonlight
An artificial sky
Horses in the air
Feet on the ground
Never seen
This picture before
And this is artificial moonlight
An artificial sky
Horses in the air
"Whose baby is this"
Never seen
This picture before
"The Photographer" by Philip Glass is a minimalist composition from 1982, blending classical and experimental music. The lyrics explore themes of perception, identity, and the nature of truth through the lens of photography. Unique elements include repetitive motifs and intricate harmonies, creating an immersive atmosphere. Its cultural impact lies in its influence on contemporary classical music and visual arts. #Classical
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