“Ode to a friend” was written as a tribute to one of my best friends who passed away in cancer when we were only 15 years old. At the same time it’s a bittersweet celebration to life and friendship.
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You were young, you had barely turned fifteen When they stuck you underground You took you're voice and buried it within Oh how I miss that sound
And it was cold, when they took you You were supposed to get old, just like us I never told you, you never heard, what a friend you were
The girl who rose the lust inside your soul Now she is crying infront of me Her tears are falling softly on the floor While she's asking you for peace
And it was cold, when they took you You were supposed to get old, just like us I never told you, you never heard, what a friend you were
I can still remember knocking on your door Just to say goodbye my friend Your father took my hand and shook his head You had already gone away
And it was cold, when they took you You were supposed to get old, just like us I never told you, you never heard, what a friend you were
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