Mrs. Churchill
How many times can I wonder what she's thinking?
How hard can I try to remember her face?
Retention loss leaves the mind, but the senses flare up
Smells; movements, sounds of whispers
Hiding beneath bedsheets as the world rages outside
Trap me inside this boxed galaxy
Leave me here with her
And the black dog will never return
How many times can I wonder what she's thinking?
How hard can I try to remember her face?
Retention loss leaves the mind, but the senses flare up
Smells; movements, sounds of whispers
Hiding beneath bedsheets as the world rages outside
Trap me inside this boxed galaxy
Leave me here with her
And the black dog will never return