One strange day when you look back
I cannot know your hidden soul nor your slice of future time I see you, but for a moment, as you change before me Could I but reach that second, where you once were To know your unique truth, but alas you are gone. And so I chase after you and grasp at empty air Where you once stood I catch the shadow of your last step I will never catch you darling but will catch only a glimpse -- from time to time -- I am the past looking at you, and your eyes are to the future. When you look back, I see you, but you are a mystery to me I am a mystery to you too, a father, but a man you will hardly know Until one strange day when you look back, and see me-- as I see you now.
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