Rough skin and wrinkled face
Eyes are sunken in
And no one cares to ask what you've seen last or where you've been
The hour glass it empties slow of stories untold
Let me lend my ear
Paint a scene for me
Made of your memories
Paint a scene for me
Thinking back makes you laugh at all the wild days
Melodies and photographs bring you back to that place
The hour glass it empties slow of stories untold
Let me lend my ear
Paint a scene for me
Made of your memories
Paint a scene for me
Share your legacy it must be heard
Paint a scene with every word
Share your legacy it must be heard
Paint a scene with every word
Let me lend my ear
Paint a scene for me
Made of your memories
Paint a scene for me