Old light and new colours your picture hangs in the night
  Is this the right time to set one free and go away
  In the emptiness behind you I will walk about
  Surely you'll miss me but long live the doubt
  
  What will replace us
  What will be our memory of this time
  Second hand impressions
  Hand them over so we can let it die
  
  I remember one time when we were abroad
  I was laughing at a book I had bought
  But you were standing against the hotel wall
  Frozen in an unknown thought