Liz Longley - Unraveling (live at siriusxm) lyrics

Boxes and baskets of all her old things Porcelain dolls, portrait paintings She swore they'd be worth something They're just gathering dust in my attic somewhere And she's lost in a room where she sits and she stares Her mind as blank as the walls Her memory as vacant as the halls Chorus: I'm the only daughter of her oldest son I knew her well before her spirit was gone And her life is a thread woven into every part of me She is unraveling, she is unraveling She looks in my eyes and asks me my name Every five minutes I tell her the same She smiles but it's cold and dead And I'm screaming out loud in my head Chorus repeats I tried to pull her back Stories and photographs of her sisters and brothers, her children who love her She can't remember but how could a heart forget? Chorus repeats I've been tearing through boxes on nights I can't sleep Searching for memories of who she used to be