The coach was torn by the cats We still jumped and laughed on the
Walls were yellow, walls were red Painted white above our heads
The old piano in the dust In the corner left untouched
I stopped playing in the sun Too much shame much
God was the Always
The nurse down I knew he
house gone, took it Too old, too weak to stay
in it stands every beyond its
is gone, took it Too old, weak stay around