An image from a long long time ago

Is haunting me

It plays itself with picture perfect clairty

-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)

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 familar

Unwashed and quite peculiar

No i can't say that i recall

I guess it's gone