I think about my own, I am moved by your life

I don't want your loss, defined by strife

But the beauty of this world seems broken down

Loss of life over some simple pronouns

Your spirit is a testament to you're power

To lose you, my child, grief would devour

I hold mine close, remembering your name

Oh my child, here you hold no blame

I want you to stand tall and hold your head up high

To see your place in the world, to look to the sky

To walk the world, know you are a light

To hold you, love you, and tell you it will be alright

If we are doing it right, you are at the center

In dust and ash your name will be remembered

The beauty of the world seems heartbroken

We're saying your name out loud, we are outspoken

I held you and heard your baby's breath

To walk this world freely, without fear of death

Our lives are made up of fire and ash

Fire and ash

Fire and ash