There's an heiress in the nursing home
The mansion's turning grey.
The money spent bought happiness
That never came to stay.
And when a life is longer than
The will to be alive,
A soul will drift a melody
And dreams will sing a bribe.
Where there's fire, there's a bridge removed
No turning back from here.
Forest deep in darkest greens
Filled with silenced fear.
Still when a love is higher than
A spirit dares to soar,
The heart will turn itself to stone
When fear howls at the door.
There's a child in an empty space
Wishing he were home.
Parents lost to loneliness
Addiction's pressure dome.
When the growing up is growing old
It's easy to digress.
Another decade's passed you by and
Every thing's a mess.
New days come and go again
Unless you make them count.
There's an heiress in a nursing home
That knows what that's about.
So throw the bones and take a chance
And dare to change your fate.
While you're upright sucking air
It never is too late.