Displacement

You died at 69 with a body full of cancer
I asked your god how could you but never heard an answer
No one saw it coming, the diagnosis of stage four
The bravest woman I know that survived it once before

Last week I crashed my car and I walked away unscathed
Maybe that was you asking me to keep my faith
You cried at the thought of never seeing me again
If there was an afterlife, or what you'd call heaven
I never felt so selfish, it's not what I prefer
I always kept it honest, especially for her
She gave me her best, she swore I was her heart
I couldn't worship the god that let her fall apart

I'm not sure what I believe
Well I think that's understood
But I know she's looking out for me
The way she said she would
The way she said she would
The way she said she would