Granny from Time Capsule by Wyld Dandelyon

Granny

By Deirdre M. Murphy

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The old woman sits in a chair that’s hard and cold as stone
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With other sweet old ladies, yet still she sits alone.
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She doesn’t see her family here, there’s strangers all around,
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Just nurses and old people all around.

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And she longs for home, but she can never go there:
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Her home is really nowhere any more.
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Her mind’s lost in time, but she doesn’t even know it,
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And she cries and doesn’t really know what for.

The old woman gets a visitor, “I love you, Gran,” he said.
She smiles and calls him Harry, though her husband is long dead.
“It’s me, Grandma, it’s Jim,” he said, “I’ve happy news for you.”
He smiled and said, “I’ve happy news for you.”

And she longs for home, but she can never go there:
Her home is really nowhere any more.
Her mind’s lost in time, but she doesn’t even know it,
And she smiles and doesn’t really know what for.

“I’m getting married, Granny, this is my fiancée.”
“I’m happy for you, nephew, glad you visited today,
But could you take me home with you, I want to go back home,
Oh, won’t you take me back to my old home.”

And she longs for home, but she can never go there:
Her home is really nowhere any more.
Her mind’s lost in time, but she doesn’t even know it,
And she cries and doesn’t really know what for.

He cried to leave his grandmother; he cannot take her home,
For her home is 50 years ago, if he takes her she will roam.
Thinking she’s in Dayton, she will seek her parents’ house.
Nowhere is home now, but her parents’ house.

Yes, she longs for home, but she can never go there:
Her home is really nowhere any more.
Her mind’s lost in time, but she doesn’t even know it,
And she cries and doesn’t really know what for.

(musical interlude)

When she died, Jim felt sorrow, but also a sense of peace;
Her loneliness and sadness had finally found release.
He would miss her, true, but he had truly mourned her loss for years.
Before she died, he’d mourned her loss for years.

Yes, she longed for home, but she could never go there:
Her home was really nowhere any more.
Her mind lost in time, but she didn’t even know it,
When she cried, she really didn't know what for.


2nd CH: Ooooo
Ooooo
When he said goodbye, finally for the last time,
He hoped she’d found a home through Heaven’s door.
He prayed she’d found a home through Heaven’s door.


Copyright © 1988 (December 1) Deirdre M. Murphy All rights reserved.
(originally titled Vieux Carre)

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