YOUNG GIRL DANCING
Now her dreams lie broken and shattered
confused with age, memories scattered
somewhere yesterday a long ago night
the belle of the ball, so pretty so light
safe in Jack's arms she thrills to his touch
he's teasing, pleasing, she loves him so much
dancers glide, ebbing tide, rippling waves flow
hands clap, feet tap, music quick, music slow
but time dances faster, onward it flies
bird on a wing skimming oceans and skies
now a nursing home where lonely as trees
just one more old lady, blanket round knees
sickness, disinfectant, drug-fuzzled haze
voices jarred, joints bent, slow motion days
she says she sees him, they pat the gnarled hand
so on she dwells in her twilight dreamland
till with falling snow one bleak winter day
softly, quickly, the spirit slips away
they lay out the worn body, grey and cold
what terrible sin it was to grow old
yet by the stream where day is fading fast
hushed shadows are cast, whispers echo past
he offers his hand, she thrills to his touch
smiling, beguiling, she loves him so much
rippling stream, waking dream, life and death meet
heart wakes, swirling snowflakes, wings on her feet
night sky, years gone by, enchanting, romancing
soul-mates, moon breaks, and a young girl dancing
Now her dreams lie broken and shattered
confused with age, memories scattered
somewhere yesterday a long ago night
the belle of the ball, so pretty so light
safe in Jack's arms she thrills to his touch
he's teasing, pleasing, she loves him so much
dancers glide, ebbing tide, rippling waves flow
hands clap, feet tap, music quick, music slow
but time dances faster, onward it flies
bird on a wing skimming oceans and skies
now a nursing home where lonely as trees
just one more old lady, blanket round knees
sickness, disinfectant, drug-fuzzled haze
voices jarred, joints bent, slow motion days
she says she sees him, they pat the gnarled hand
so on she dwells in her twilight dreamland
till with falling snow one bleak winter day
softly, quickly, the spirit slips away
they lay out the worn body, grey and cold
what terrible sin it was to grow old
yet by the stream where day is fading fast
hushed shadows are cast, whispers echo past
he offers his hand, she thrills to his touch
smiling, beguiling, she loves him so much
rippling stream, waking dream, life and death meet
heart wakes, swirling snowflakes, wings on her feet
night sky, years gone by, enchanting, romancing
soul-mates, moon breaks, and a young girl dancing