Told my mom goodbye when I was 18. She told me bye for good at age 63. She was an angel right here on earth. There was sure a fine line between heaven and her.
He had a stroke in '95. They thought it best that he reside in a nursing home. His family vowed they'd never leave him. Last time they came to see him was three years ago.
He had a stroke in '95. They thought it best that he reside. In a nursing home. His family vowed they'd never leave him. Last time they came to see him.
Said all these people, they won't leave me alone. And we need little time to ourselves. And half the reasons why, I'm sketching all the time. The result of a life in hell, but oh well, I think it's time.