Hospice

Given up on reading
My attention can’t hold a page
It’s like I’m on a beach
And the sand is sliding away
But this hotel is grand
And the staff are kind
Keep seeing my brother down the hall
But I’m twenty feet behind
I’m right there if you reach out behind you
But then you turn away
I’m right there if you reach out behind you
But then you turn away
TV’s on in another room
Someone checked out today
People ask me how they’re doing
What am I supposed to say?
Life is like a car crash
Sudden and sweet
Sometimes you’re the automobile
And sometimes you’re the street
I’m right there if you reach out behind you
But then you turn away
I’m right there if you reach out behind you
But then you turn away
Turn, turn away
Turn, turn away
Turn, turn away
Turn away
Turn