An old man shaking a bottle to find his wife.

I think I almost saw her wave goodbye.

Hunched over the desk he no longer used.

While the meaning to life layed beneath some tatter work books.

The calendar is printed 1981.

The clock singing all the time that has run.

but the man shakes and shakes to see the woman he loved,

for he accidentally dropped her inside.

The place clutter at every move you make.

while the man shakes hunch over his breaking desk.

He yells for her to come back and be well.

I wonder if she can hear him inside the bottle she fell?

"Old-man, old-man-." Life sings with the clock "forget the woman that your death has shocked.

But then a smile appeared in the bottle he shook, about to take her out, he fell in too....