This is the story of a man that I know A man with a heart of gold But a body becoming weak And a mind that let him go This is the story of a man and his wife And how she died of that same disease How he stayed with her after her spirit left But he won’t remember her d**h and It’s a deadly dull Like a sword stuck in its sheath A mind once sharp and full Now clouded and diseased What’s it like to be erased every time you fall asleep? Waking up as a clean slate without a sense of reality? And will I end up the same way when I grow old and turn to grey? As time leaves me behind to fade away, away This is the story of a man that I know He knows my face but he doesn’t know me Pretends he does every time we meet And puts his questions on repeat Like, “are you staying out of trouble? What’s the plan?
Can we go see G-Ma down the street? When I saw her last she didn’t say much of anything But if I were there think how much better it would be” They break the news a few times a week And every time it’s more around the same thing He sits outside and keeps quiet for a while And forgets and goes to sleep (A merry song) Will that be me eventually? (A deadly dull) Will that be me? It’s a deadly dull Like a sword stuck in its sheath A mind once sharp and full Now clouded and diseased What’s it like to be erased every time you fall asleep? Waking up as a clean slate without a sense of reality? And will I end up the same way when I grow old and turn to grey? As time leaves me behind to fade away, away