You come alive in black & white,
you never let the world go by,
you were always such a lone star,
are you still high?
Growing old in sepia and gold,
shooting guns getting warped by the rain,
you were a time-bomb always ticking
and you killed your time.
Uncoalesce with hollow success,
you changed the world then the world changed you,
I can almost see you waving,
the future’s mine.