You've still got time for that, they smile

Have I been wrong. Is there no rest

Or is this not the place I thought

Of course it's not and here's the bath

I am home or so they say

I guess this halt is half way there

Can't stop the weep of secret reasons

So many things I've left undone

There's the dining-room and we'll make sure

That you will enjoy your stay

All those gentle, whispering people

Nurse my body, make me feel older

And I am glad that I can't see

That I have lost my greatest thoughts

I've got nothing left since youth to grace

I am home talking to others

Not in any way like what I used to be

But evidently we've got something in common

As wail won't leave our brittle bones

These my limbs may go. Submit

(Words: Sahlin Music: RellmarkEngstrmKalin)