She's forgotten who I am, convinced I'm her sister.
I play along recalling the old days, those times long before I was born.

Convinced I'm her sister she strokes my face, calling me Maggie.
Those times long before I was born become poignantly real to me.

She strokes my face, calling me Maggie and begs for forgiveness. 
Her memories become poignantly real to me.

She rattles on in her private time capsule and begs for forgiveness, 
her memories  filled with anguish. I murmur reassuring words. 

She rattles on in her private time capsule living each memory as if it were now.
Filled with anguish, I murmur reassuring words.

She clings to my hand, words garbled, living each memory as if it were now. 
Old woman, cursed with confusion, she clings to my hand, words garbled.

I play along recalling the old days.
Old woman, cursed with confusion, she's forgotten who I am.