[Verse 1]

An image from a long, long time ago is haunting me

It plays itself with picture perfect clarity

A certain walk, a certain talk, forever twenty three

For only me to see

I watch it like a movie, the details so consume me

What's real will surface when it's gone, and then it's gone

[Verse 2]

By now, you've heard the news, what is there left to do?

I watch it like a movie, the details so consume me

What's real will surface when it's gone, and then it's gone

Your face looks so familiar, unwashed and quite peculiar

No, I can't say that I recall, I guess it's gone