As I walked down ol' memory lane
I realized how utterly lost I had become
Lost in my own preoccupation of things
A curtain pulled from the window
To reveal something totally unfamiliar
A new scene, fresh from the haze
Almost a new perception
My attention drawn, like a bullet
To your face, staring back
Your eyes, connected to mine
Tunnel vision, now bridging time
And we both climb inside
And now it all comes back to me
You are me, now
And I am remembering my birth
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