Written by Pat Book   Performed by Heroes Wear Helmets      Marion sits alone in her small, cramped apartment   she’s trying to figure out a way   to keep her small, cramped life all in order   she hardly ever sees the light of day      She is dreaming of a better life without it   she has so many fears   the hands that once held a life so tenderly   can’t even hold back the tears      Marion sits and stares at her pen and paper   thinks of possibilities   her hands don’t work the same as they used to   because of this disease      They haven’t figured out her condition   and they probably never will   she’s slowly descending into perdition   and can’t pay the doctor’s bills      She is dreaming of a better life without it   she has so many fears   the hands that once held a life so tenderly   can’t even hold back the tears      She sits in silence and traces old pictures   from when she was someone's wife   her watercolours reflect the sadness   that envelopes her life