Nostalgia in a closed mind Empty eyes stare into nothing Wrinkled hands cold and lifeless Locked up inside, but cannot explain The world he used to know A ghost of long ago Reflections envisioned in his mind But no words to describe The world he used to know Visions of a forgotten past Appear so real to him So unreal to him And no one seems to remember And no one seems to recall The ticking clock only increasing The distance from the life he used to live And no one seems to remember The ticking clock only increasing The distance from the life he used to live And no one seems to recall Only nostalgia in a closed mind