Sunnyside Video (MV)

Sunnyside

He forgets things; he's had a fall, his family made the call
It's for his own good, you know
He's in decline, he's showing signs, he needs treatment; he needs care
It's important, it's time, it's better for him there; he has to go; he has to go

Welcome to the Sunnyside on Sunnyside Street
All's good on the sunny side
Comfy chair, comfy ride waiting there
On Sunnyside Street, at Sunnyside Retreat

It's all about my routine here in this house year after year
I kinda know where everything is here and I kinda like it here alone
Every so often my friends drop round and the garden always needs doing
Yeah, I always thought I would've wound up here
Safe and secure in my own little home

What did I say, what did I mean; was I succinct and understood?
Am I sane or in a dream, do I think the way I should?
Did I forget, did I repeat, was I dreaming every word?
Was I upset, up on my feet, screaming to be heard?
Where do I go from here, a slippery slope appears?
Howling at the moon, not now, now's far too soon

It'll all turn out good in the end, take new steps, make new friends
Where everything's all done for you, so much fun, I assure you
And the freedom's only slightly diminished, the changes not too harsh nor rash
Where the choice of a warm, soft finish drowns the voice of cold, hard cash

Welcome to the Sunnyside on Sunnyside Street
All's good on the sunny side
Comfy chair, comfy ride waiting there
On Sunnyside Street, at Sunnyside Retreat, retreat
Welcome to the Sunnyside, all inmates on the inside
Bereft of respect or a sense of pride, lifers on what's left of life's slow suicide
At Sunnyside on Sunnyside Street
Sunnyside, Sunnyside Retreat