The Last Time I Saw the Old Man

The last time I saw the old man, he was moving very slowly
And he didn't seem to know me
His hands seemed so fragile and gray
I was worried I might break them
Showed him pictures but he didn't understand
The last time I saw the old man

The last time I saw the old man, he was talking very strangely
In ever decreasing circles
His eyes looked on landscapes so far
Full of laughter and forgetting
As we left, the sun was setting on the land
The last time I saw the old man