The disease robs you of your basic dignity. All of the intelligence and memories created are forever lost.
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Story behind the song
The title is a play on the name of the disease. My uncle died a slow death as a result of it. For almost 15 years he knew nothing, not even how to chew his own food. He did not resemble anything I had known of him previously.
Lyrics
Rummaging through souvenirs from long forgotten places
Nothing here can even light a spark
Family and friends appear as unfamiliar faces
Not meaning to keep her in the dark
She doesn’t care
She doesn’t know the time
Or even know her own name
Alice is here
Or is she somewhere else
There is no way to tell by merely looking at her
Alice is near
Or is she far away
It’s just too hard to say today
He retired some years ago but he still thinks he’s working
And once again he thinks he’s running late
He grabs some toast and sips his coffee but he don’t feel hungry
Cause he forgot that he already ate
“What is this place?”
He briefly asks himself
Though he’s sitting home in his chair
Elmer is gone
Or is he slightly here
There is no way to tell by merely looking at him
Elmer is home
Or is he far away
It’s just too hard to say today
It’s hard to say
They only need someone
Need someone to comfort them
Someone who will be their friend
It’s hard today
Someone to see them though
Someone who they can talk to
Help them know what next to do
They’re far away
Let them know it’s alright
Help them through this darkened night
Maybe they can find their light
Far far away
There’s really nothing left to say
They are both gone
Or are they a little here
There is no way to tell by merely looking at them
They are still gone
They are so far away
Because it’s easier today