Finale - Ryan Scott Oliver, Kerstin Anderson

Stop time, captured lights

Gathered imaging, on photosites

A sensor, small like a tooth

Records in stages, pixel pages of truth

Still there

Stop time, something there

Keeps you right in it, change a side a bit

Makes you care (Makes you there) There

Or at least stare

Oh a life

Stopped in pose

In a world that never goes

I’m running mid a road as I’m chased through a town, psychotic

(Good lady, good, good lady)

Mama, let me in

(I saw a devil before me, and he took me by the face)

Much like my mother crying (cut me a piece of you)

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

You idle boy

You idle boy (you idle boy)

You idle boy

Time stops

By a photograph

Time stops

A moment split in half

Stop time (capture light)

Capture lights

It’s the final flame for what’s in the frame

It’s not right

It’s not wrong

In its depth, its height, its color, its plight, its wonder

Its song

It’s whats inside

In focus (Focus, focus)

So focus (Focus, focus)

And focus (their life still there)

Their life, of focus (hold still)

Hold

Their life (in focus)

Still whole (hold still)

More light, more focus

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

Their life, focus

(Still, hold) in focus

(Their life) more light

(Still there) more focus

Hold, hold, hold, hold, hold, HOLD!