I was picking up a suit from the dry cleaners Which was standard for me Thursday, 12:30, I gotta pretty solid routine these days I don't know it just works for me Anyway, I was leaving I was getting in my car And I went to adjust the rear view mirror, but in its reflection Just for a second, I saw a figure, started to trigger Memories of what I had learned, stopped me in my tracks Who was that? It was my lover, my lover, from a past life From a past life (feel like I saw a ghost) From a past life (not what I expected) From a past life (it's transfixed) From a past life Well somewhere between a lover and a friend It was different back then, surreal Poetic so I'd say, like a bizarre shape or a confusing image But I shot it down, closed it off The sounds and smells I made myself forget A cheap solution to block out a friend, but it was real It just feels like a past life From a past life (crazy) From a past life (it takes a lot to trip me out) From a past life In the long time So I go about my day as normal But I can't seem to pass it off as just a random event It consumes me, I thought I was moving on But I guess I was just switching off And now I see my life as the banal slog it suddenly became And I don't know if I can go on the same But I don't wanna dig up old bones I mean, I don't even know if she has the same phone number Who knows? Maybe she does From a past life (I guess there's no harm in trying) From a past life From a past life In the long time From a past life From a past life From a past life In the long time Hello?