There is something inexorably sad about watching a family member vanish slowly and unevenly into Alzheimer's. I tried to capture this in music, the lyrics in large part quotes from him, the music unfocused and loose and distracted and slowly decaying..
Why don't we travel?
Why don't we travel to the moon?
Why don't we cuddle?
We both might unravel soon
I took my chances every time I could
I took your hand just like you hoped I would
and that was us
I love you
every night and every day
every year in every way
I love you
every time the nights look grey
every time you look away
One for the barman, one takes the other
dance with me, sweetie, like I danced with your mother
one foot forward and one behind
I promise I'll never let you fade from my mind
Dance with me, sweetie, one more time
Like we did in 1949
Dance with we, honey, one last time
before it falls apart like evermore
why don't we cuddle like we did in September?
why don't we giggle like that time in November
Baby, I -
why don't you love me like you did in May?
why don't you come with me for a summer in Spain?
Dance with we, baby, dance with me, sweetie
Dance with we, baby, dance with me, honey
loving me is easier than you make it seem.