Old Man's Hands - Darren Hayman, Terry Edwards

He started writing things down

He placed all his tools in a row

He wrote down things he repelled

People and friends he let go

All the long life batteries give in overtime

All the blinking pulsars and dwarfs stars align

The eggshell blue on the door frame

Was old and started to flake

He sanded it back to the wood

He smooth all the roughness away