Yokosuka Real Estate

Back before we became old and ill,
We built this house up on a hill,
Above the shipyard where he would go,
Down steep stairways, nice and slow,
To make a living in his workshop below,
But those were good days, way before,
Now we’re weakened, bent and sore,
Can barely climb the stairs anymore,
To our hilltop home with its gorgeous view
And cracks where winter winds blow through...