[Intro] [Instrumental only: four rhythmic camera-shutter clicks like a count-in, then full band slams in. No vocals.] [Verse 1] [Warm sung lead, smiling, rhythmic] Golden hour at Danny's birthday, I know just where to stand — back to the sun, the whole long summer sitting in my hands. I know Chelsea hates her left side, I know Marcus always blinks, I've got forty ways to say "one more" so nobody overthinks. Nobody ever asks me twice — hell, nobody asks at all. A hundred perfect summer smiles, and they're hanging on my wall. [Pre-Chorus] [Lifting, euphoric harmonies] Everybody drop your drinks now, huddle up, you know the drill — ten years from now this shot's what's left, so smile like time stands still (time stands still) [Chorus] [Full band, euphoric] Everybody squeeze in tight (squeeze in tight!) put your good side to the light (to the light!) hold it, hold it, there we go — everybody look at me! Say cheese for me! (one, two, three!) Say cheese for me! (one, two, three!) [Verse 2] [Sung lead, story deepening, still melodic] Ten thousand in the camera roll, I scroll 'em when it's late. You can watch 'em all walk in. You can watch 'em all walk out. Danny's out in Denver now, the group chat's running dry, but I've still got his birthday here — best light of that July. I know everybody's good side. I learned it shot by shot. I know everybody's good side. I'm everybody's blind spot. [Pre-Chorus] [Building, more urgent now] Everybody drop your drinks now, huddle up, you know the drill — ten years from now this shot's what's left, so smile like time stands still (time stands still) [Chorus] [Full band, euphoric, slightly harder] Everybody squeeze in tight (squeeze in tight!) put your good side to the light (to the light!) hold it, hold it, there we go — everybody look at me! Say cheese for me! (one, two, three!) Say cheese for me! (one, two, three!) [Bridge] [Band strips to clean arpeggiated guitar, intimate sung lead, tender] New Year's Eve, two years ago, somebody grabbed my phone — first time all night it wasn't me aiming, so it came out wrong: a blur of teeth and champagne, an elbow — then there's me, half a face behind a lifted glass, the far edge of the scene. She laughed and hit delete. I went and got it back. It's the only shot all year where I appear at all. And I'm blurry — but I'm there. I'm there. [Final Chorus] [Full band detonates, biggest and brightest] Everybody squeeze in tight (squeeze in tight!) put your good side to the light (to the light!) hold it, hold it, there we go — everybody look at me! Remember me! (one, two, three!) Remember me! (one, two, three!) [Outro] [Band softens to clean guitar, warm settled lead vocal] Somebody's gotta hold the camera. Somebody's gotta hold it all. I'm in none of yours — but you're in all of mine. You're in all of mine. [A single camera shutter click, then silence]
