Juncture - Eight Lines Lyrics

I saw your story in the paper, barely eight lines
It doesn't seem like a lot, when your life fell apart
I can imagine it now

The way you must have walked in to see the doctor, with your mind half made up
Self-titled diagnosis but what they said, wouldn't match up

Well I know, what it's like
When they say, there's no problem
It's something, so painful
And they say, it's no problem

You were to be, someone elses
Planned on dressing up in white
Bride to be, for a wedding
That won't ever come to light

The story I read in today's news
Five years on says the treatment was
Unsuccessful, and now you're gone

Your entire life reduced to eight lines
An article so small it barely caught my eye
How many people read it
How many people saw it
How many understood what it means

Your family dealt with a loss, the news desensitised the rest
They argue an early detection may have made a difference
But the truth it wouldn't have changed anything
There was nothing they could do for you

You were to be, someone elses
Planned on dressing up in white
Bride to be, for a wedding
That won't ever come to light

You were to be, someone elses
Planned on dressing up in white
Bride to be, for a wedding
That won't ever come to light