We were both young when I first saw you. I close my eyes and the flashback starts. I'm standin' there on a balcony in summer air.
Tell me where are the flashbacks they all warned us would come?
The flashbacks are parallel for me. You experience two storylines at the same time, and I'm not switching from one time to another.
I've been told by people I respect that flashbacks only work if they have their own narrative, but they can't be part of the present narrative.
The function of the flashback is Freudian. . . You have to let them wander like the imagination or like a dream.