That face never aged
Escapes the tragedy of time
This once real light caught in time
You were looking into nothing
Ink resolves into a spector
A one way mirror
Cast a dark shadow across
Kiss its formless skin
These old wise hands
Now the picture as dead as he
Pose betrays the mind
Every word said a fiction
Presence only the truth
In a world of chance
We shared the horizon
Between the pages, Between the pages...
Place the memory
Forget