621 South Sugar Street
That’s where they’re taking Josephine
First she was just forgetting things
Now she’s gettin’ mean
They kept her home as long as they could
’Til there were more bad days than good
And they had to do what they hoped they never would
Told her she was goin’ on a big vacation
Loaded her up in the station wagon
For the old folks home
People askin’ when they’re gonna go home
Some are lucky enough not to know
Shuffle the halls like apprentice ghosts
To the main cafe
Bingo cards and steak puree
Volunteers smile at vacant faces
Wonder if they’re in better places
Benny, he still has his mind
But they still talk to him like he’s five
Loud and slow and high-pitched like
They’re stuck on autopilot
He wheels himself over to the East wing
To see the Sunday paper crossword queen
They tell stories about the things they’ve seen while they’ve still got memories
Everything is a little less worse when
Someone sees you like a person
At the old folks home
People askin’ when they’re gonna go home
Some are lucky enough not to know
Shuffle the halls like apprentice ghosts
Past the sad gift shop
Where good granddaughters buy their afterthoughts
Pink-flowered cards signed “Love you lots”
For a moment you don’t feel forgot
Esther, she ain’t seen her son
Since the day she didn’t know who he was
He left her with a check and a hug
And hoped that it was love
Months creep by with no phone call
She just rocks her baby doll
Stares at squares of strangers taped to the wall
Hummin’ an old country song
Nurses tuck her in, tell her they love her
But you can’t fix a grieving mother
At the old folks home
People askin’ when they’re gonna go home
They stop askin’ when they just know
Shuffle the halls like apprentice ghosts
Locked up in God’s waiting room
No such thing as gone too soon
The body’s tired, and the mind is too
Wonder when He’s gonna come for you
Take you home, take you home
credits
from Autonomy,
released October 23, 2020
Written by Stephanie Lambring
supported by 14 fans who also own “Old Folks Home”
A very clever songwriter and an album that bears many, many repeat listens. Worth the price for the Little Feat reference (in Tehachapi) alone, but it's her way with an image that sticks longest. "You left the building in a flurry / Had your boots on in the house." Caoimhín