Ancient Eyes by Harley Lyrics

Lost in the fog
of childhood memories,
the present seems
to fade too black...
and in the darkness,
Kodachrome shadows
dance across of the past.
But, alas, thru the fog
I see glimpses only-
kaleidoscopic fragments
falling into patterns.
Tattered rags of
childhood dreams
dancing in my mind,
I try to shape the jigsaw puzzle
into something I can recognize.
Funny, how images
of childhood lose their razor edge
when viewed through ancient eyes.