| Grandpa Thorn In the movies, they always cry while waiting for, someone to die But I don't cry, I sit cold They say to me, "He was old" A tender hug, a gentle kiss aren't the things, that I will miss The mind that burns, behind old eyes that mind and soul should never die They sit and wait for you to go into a world I'll never know For your past life, I'll never know Who am I? Who were you? A life I could, not understand They insist you where a great man This slow painful death isn't suitable for one whos life was so beautiful Grandpa darling, where does it go? That mind of your I'll never know Who you were, I'll never see! But they say, "see you in me" |