A song berating the truly awful personality thieving disease of dementia and all it's horrible derivatives.

Losing life a little at a time
Disappearing piece by piece
Vibrant colours fade to grey
A restless mind that gives no peace

Memories are all we have
Defining just what we are
The pain of not quite remembering
Out of grasp,near yet far

The eyes that once shone with life
Gaze with confusion and hurt
People talk in riddles the mind cannot grasp
Always on the outside of the curve

Not in on the joke,but laugh along
It's the one thing you still can do
It's the colour of life,the need to belong
Something to carry you through

Memories are all we have
Defining just what we are
The pain of not quite remembering
Out of grasp,near yet far

Martin Magill - keyboards,recording and mixing
Fiona Magill - lead vocals
Colin Vance - bass
Davy Vance - guitar
Mastered by Paul 'Boydie' Boyd

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    memory, dementia
    • 94.5 bpm
    • Key: G
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