Henri Reynard Speaks Out

Reflections



Getting Old Here is Such an Awful Crime

I'm living in a nursing home
Way up here on the top floor
I can't see the street or the sunshine much at all
From the spot where they parked me out here in the hall

And I can't go walking anywhere no more

They've got me strapped down in my chair
They don't want me wandering off somewhere
I might fall down and get hurt they say
But how much lower can I live out this day?

I'm living in a nursing home
They keep feeding me all of this dope
I really don't know what the pills all are
I think that maybe they're just going too far

In keeping me alive, without any hope.

I'm totally lost between day and night
I'm completely tucked away out of sight
I haven't seen a soul that I knew before
Since the last time my daughter came through that door

I'm living in a nursing home
It reeks of urine back in my room
The poor old fellow in the other bed
Is always talking clearly out of his head

I forget his name it's something like Bloom

We were all once just as young as you
We had a lot of things we wanted to do
We maybe even got a few of them done
But now we're just the wreck of what we were hon.

I'm living in a nursing home
I was once a healthy good looking guy
Now I'm just another awful mess
You'll have to change my diaper I confess.

But once upon a time you would have caught my eye


I often think I'd really rather be dead
I know you think I'm talking out of my head
But here I am rotting and just waiting to die
I'd rather get it over with and that's no lie

I'm dying in a nursing home
One slow awful damn inch at a time
I had a little stroke and my left leg is numb
This other guy had one and it left him dumb

Getting old here is such an awful crime

I'm dying in a nursing home
I'm dying in a nursing home
Can't anybody just come here and help me out
I tried to get a gun but I just don't have the clout

Just haul me out of my bed
And leave me out in the cold rain instead
I'd oh so much rather be dead
Than lay here longer in this nursing home bed

I'd rather be gone but death is taking too long
I hope that you never feel like singing this song
I'm living in a nursing home
I'm living in a nursing home
I'm dying all alone here all alone in a nursing home


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