Lay down

Cold hands, eyes are shut

Your mouth is closed but I hear you talk to me

The rain is gone, just like the pain you felt throughout your life

Just to end up in his hands to go to sleep

So you can rest

With or without goodbyes

No long nights aching

No devils eyes

All gone

Boxed up and put away, with the secrets that you took into the grave

The sun is here, just like the love you shared throughout your life

Just to end up in her heart to go to sleep

So you can rest

With or without goodbyes

No long nights aching

No devils eyes

When I was 18 years old

I started working in a local elderly home in The Hague

About a year later my own grandfather moved into this building

Which let us be in contact on a almost daily basis

As his physical state worsened each day

I was somehow the only one he would have an honest and open conversation with

About the fact that he didn’t want to keep fighting

Or even trying to keep strong for the rest of the family

To this day I’m not sure whether that was because of distance between us

Or because we actually al lot closer than I thought we were

To love someone

To lose someone

They all look simple in the rearview