The Old Soldier’s Door
A song for all those who struggle with or care for someone with dementia
Remembering all you have done,
the dark memories obscure the sun.
You’re living in your darkest hour,
sheltered ‘neath a shrapnel shower.
No ones knocking on your door,
No one visits any more
No ones knocking on your door
The happy times are locked away so deep
today, tomorrow’s memories keep.
Now your life’s chores mundane,
you demented mule you’re not insane.
The medication helps to make you last,
keeps you living in the past.
You served your time you gave your best,
with the sun you’re fading west.
Exasperated all our patience you try,
seeing you now makes me cry.
Emilly Frank Hayes – Additional Vocals
Richard Sellen – Electric Lead Guitar
Paul Hayes – all other instruments, vocals