Mantel Photo
New jack swing with a laid-back pocket, swung drum machine feel and a smoky sax lead; verse rides sparse keys, soft bass, and brushed percussion, pre-chorus opens with tension, chorus blooms with acoustic guitar strums and interwoven male-female harmonies, bridge drops to sax and fingerpicked guitar. Male and female vocals trade lines, overlap in the hook, with subtle ad-lib echoes, cassette hiss, and a glossy yet warm cinematic mix., new jack swing, pop, soulful, acoustic, ballad, saxophone, male vocals, female vocals, country, country blues
Mantel Photo
New jack swing with a laid-back pocket, swung drum machine feel and a smoky sax lead; verse rides sparse keys, soft bass, and brushed percussion, pre-chorus opens with tension, chorus blooms with acoustic guitar strums and interwoven male-female harmonies, bridge drops to sax and fingerpicked guitar. Male and female vocals trade lines, overlap in the hook, with subtle ad-lib echoes, cassette hiss, and a glossy yet warm cinematic mix., new jack swing, pop, soulful, acoustic, ballad, saxophone, male vocals, female vocals, country, country blues
Lyrics
Verse 1
M
That old frame leans left
On the mantel by the lamp
Your smile’s gone soft now
But it still fills up the room
F
Edges turned to gold
By the sun through the blinds
I dust it every Sunday
Like I’m brushing your hand
Pre-Chorus
M
We said forever once
F
Now the paint has peeled
M
But I still see us there
F
In that cracked-up field
Chorus
M
That faded photo
F
Still knows our names
M
That faded photo
F
Won’t wash out the flame
M
We were young in that frame
F
And I’m still there too
Both
That faded photo
M] [F
Keeps me close to you
Verse 2
F
The porch board still squeaks
When the rain comes down
I hear your boots in the hall
Then I turn around
M
Your scarf in the drawer
Your ring in the dish
Little things keep talking
Like they know what we miss
Pre-Chorus
F
Time took the color
M
Left the shape behind
F
But your eyes in that picture
M
Still look straight through mine
Chorus
M
That faded photo
F
Still knows our names
M
That faded photo
F
Won’t wash out the flame
M
We were young in that frame
F
And I’m still there too
Both
That faded photo
M] [F
Keeps me close to you
Bridge
Both
Saxophone crying in the back room
Fingerpicks shining like rain
If I hold that frame a little tighter
Maybe memory calls your name
M
Say it slow
F
Say it right
M
One more time
F
In my mind
Chorus
M
That faded photo
F
Still knows our names
M
That faded photo
F
Won’t wash out the flame
M
We were young in that frame
F
And I’m still there too
Both
That faded photo
M] [F
Keeps me close to you