Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
If I could have any expectations and looked back a generation,
what would be the case?
My grandmother died with the mind of a child
All she did was smile and couldn't recognize my face.
It's sad but nothing more.
I didn't feel better than the time I did before.
And in my head the feeling's coming, coming closer, closer all the time.
Stronger though sublime.
Now feel the rain wash away the sin and guilt of what's left.
My window pane...I write her name in the steam from my breath.
My grandmother on my mom's side was alone when she died,
her family moved away.
Who's to say my mom's not the same? Living across the USA.
Getting old and gray.
It's sad but nothing more.
I didn't feel better than the time I did before.
And in my head the feeling's coming, coming closer, closer all the time.
Stronger though sublime.
Now feel the rain wash away the sin and guilt of what's left.
My window pane...I write her name in the steam from my breath.