Displacement - Touché Amoré

You died at 69

With a body full of cancer

I asked your god

«How could you»

But I never heard an answer

No one saw it coming

The diagnosis of stage four

The bravest woman I know

That survived it once before

Last week I crashed my car

And I walked away unscathed

Maybe that was you

Asking me to keep my faith

You’d cry at the thought of never seeing me again

If there was an afterlife

Or what you’d call heaven

I’ve never felt so selfish, it’s not what I prefer

I always kept it honest, especially for her

She gave me her best

She swore I was her heart

I couldn’t worship the god that let her fall apart

I’m not sure what I believe

Well I think that’s understood

But I know she’s looking out for me

The way she said she would

The way she said she would

The way she said she would