Harley - Ancient Eyes 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.