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