"Still Your Hand at Eighty" is a Romantic Pop Ballad piece created for quiet, focused and restful moments. The opening line "The park bench worn smooth by the years" sets the mood of the whole track. Produced for listeners who use music for study, relaxation and sleep support.
Lyrics
[Soft Felt Piano Intro]
The park bench worn smooth by the years
Two aged shadows sit together in silence
[Verse 1]
I remember the first day you reached your hand
Trembling, as if afraid I'd refuse
Fifty years passed, the hand's still there
Just a few more veins and creases
[Pre-Chorus]
Hair gone silver, heads lean toward each other
Steps grown slow but never lost
[Chorus]
Still your hand at eighty
Still held like we were nineteen
Still your hand at eighty
A long life needing only you
[Verse 2]
You pull from your wallet an old photo
Two kids laughing by the mango tree
Now two old souls laugh by another
Same hands never half a step apart
[Chorus]
Still your hand at eighty
Still held like we were nineteen
Still your hand at eighty
A long life needing only you
[Bridge]
Don't promise mountains or shifting seas
Promise me one simple thing
That when eyes grow dim you'll still find my hand
[Chorus]
Still your hand at eighty
Still held like we were nineteen
Still your hand at eighty
A long life needing only you
[Outro]
Eighty or a hundred years
This hand still belongs to you
[Fade Out]
[End]