Fade in, pull in that station
Just a memory, a short duration

An early shadow, a thousand doubts
A strange view, in silhouette

One more breakthrough
You send me the message
High overhead in afterimage

uhhh...let's see...he once told me that he'd gained his distance,
he'd worked it out to a scene. He made no bones about letting everybody know...
He had the clear picture now, the upper hand...
""She's not talking about me but I can hear her speak,"" he says...
He still talks about her...
He calls it afterimage....

Singled out, given choice motive
Too many pieces, it passed unnoticed

One more breakthrough
You send me the message
High overhead in afterimage"