Grandmother - Ohmme

Grandmother, aren’t you due?

Who’s looking out for you?

Grandmother, tipsy and bent

I knew what you meant

I’m unwinding

Grandmother, aren’t you due?

Who’s looking out for you?

Who’s looking out for you?

I’m unwinding too

I’m unwinding too

Old lover no longer there

Vanishing in his own chair

Swift tumble bruises your skin

What is there left but

I’m unwinding too

I’m unwinding too

I’m unwinding, I’m unwinding too