TV

The TV is loud

She can barely hear her thoughts

A notebook with names

She might have heard

of

The curtains are closed

And her daylight hides

Its early spring

And she forgets who her husband was

Tell me all the stories I've heard a thousand times

A 1001, 1002, 1003

Ill bear them for you

Tell me all the stories I've heard a thousand times

A 1001, 1002, 1003

I'll keep them for you

The TV is loud

She can barely hear me talk

She holds my hand

She won't believe a word

Theyre all strange, they stole her purse

People trying to help

Will only make it worse

Tell me all the stories I've heard a thousand times

A 1001, 1002, 1003

Ill bear them for you

Tell me all the stories I've heard a thousand times

A 1001, 1002, 1003

Ill keep them for you

Soon sitting on her timeless throne

She will be home soon

I will stay, when she goes

Soon sitting on her timeless throne

She will be home soon

I will stay, when she goes