[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