Grandmother's Name

I've got my grandmother's name, but she don't remember who I am

He can't sleep in the bed, 'cause every time she wakes him up:

"What time is it? What time?"

And she is not sleeping yet, 'cause she's afraid she might forget

To wake up

Is it morning? Is it night?

She don't know, can't remember which is dark and which is light

Is this the end of life?

She don't know, can't remember if she's young or if she's old

I've got my grandmother's name, but she don't remember who I am

She used to live by his clock

A meal, a wash, his Sunday walk

A tick and tock

Now she's so confused

And he says, "what is wrong with you,

anyway?"

And she don't like to ask,

oh, but she don't know what time it is or what day just passed

And she don't like to say

But she don't know how to get her clothes on right today

Memory slipping through her hands

Thoughts and dreams in quicksand

And she cries again

Dying a little by a lot

Can't hold on to what she's got

Though she tries again

And she don't look in my eyes

But she will try to make me think that she is fine

She's more and more upset

And I think she knows I've got a name she should not forget.

I've got my grandmother's name, but she don't remember who I am

I've got my grandmother's name, but she don't remember who I am

Loved her since I was a kid, but she don't remember who she is