my grandmother she's 93
she is lying in her bed
staring at the wall
dreaming of the day when she gets to end it all
my grandmother she once was young
she would walk into town
and buy some grains
stop to marvel at the passing trains
my grandmother she's 93
she is lost to this world
caught in a cloud
her god won't do what the doctors aren't allowed
my grandmother she once did love
she felt her flesh
tingle at its core
no idea of the future in store
marc - vocals, guitar
lonnie - bass
janie - drums
justin - 2nd guitar
aileen - violin
written by marc