I seem to recognize your face, haunting, familiar, yet I can't seem to place it. Cannot find the candle of thought to light your name. Lifetimes are catching up with me. All these changes taking place. I wish I'd seen the place but no one's ever taken me. Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away... hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away... I swear I recognize your breath. Memories like fingerprints are slowly raising me. You wouldn't recall, for I'm not my former. It's hard when you're stuck upon the shelf. I changed by not changing at all. Small town predicts my fate. Perhaps that's what no one wants to see. I just want to scream...hello...My god its been so long, never dreamed you'd return, but now here you are, and here I am. Hearts and thoughts they fade...away...hearts and thoughts they fade...away...hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away...hearts and thoughts they fade...

( Lyrics : "Elderly woman behind the counter in a small town", Pearl Jam ).

The former candle light my return. Perhaps it fade away but I recall thoughts like lifetime fingerprints.