(for) Friede

And when you sang me lullabies that’s

When all the creatures left it

Was fucking perfect so fucking perfect

For two years straight I haven’t talked about your passing

The mark it left and how it still does affect me

Hiding under blankets a promise we once kept, so gentle yet so strong

All these years in hospital beds, never took its toll

And when you sang me lullabies that’s

When all the creatures left it

Was fucking perfect so fucking perfect

And when you sang me lullabies that’s

When all the creatures left it

Was fucking perfect so fucking perfect

I will never forget how you never complained

You were quite yet so brave

Everything you touched turned into gold

If you could see all of us, how proud you would be

Thank you for 27 years

27 years 27 years

And I hope wherever you are

That you know have the voice that you were never allowed to have