Nostalgia in a closed mind
Empty eyes stare into nothing
Wrinkled hands cold and lifeless
Locked up inside, but cannot explain
The world he used to know
A ghost of long ago
Reflections envisioned in his mind
But no words to describe
The world he used to know
Visions of a forgotten past
Appear so real to him
So unreal to him
And no one seems to remember
And no one seems to recall
The ticking clock only increasing
the distance from the life he used to live
and no one seems to remember
The ticking clock only increasing
the distance from the life he used to live
and no one seems to recall
Only nostalgia in a closed mind

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