I saw your hands, and your little face.
You were so tiny, No one should be that small...

I knew you for a few months, we shared feelings we...
You cared for me just like a mummy should do...

So much has happened
Ive lost too much...

Possible is really
what i was thinking...

The fires dying, hold me closer,
lay down with me, with your arm around me...

Death stands above me,
whispering low...

For tink
What do i say to you...

Pale skin, bright eyes, hair as dark as night
she stands in her dress...

And its a long walk down that road,
its cold out, pitch black...

For tink
Angelic eyes, I miss you...

Promises of friendship
tears to say goodbye...

Its nights like these
staying up late, chatting shit...