The Pawnbroker's Stepdaughter

On a park bench sitting by a fallen pine
She folds her bloody hands and sees the sign
Saying
All we are we are we are is All we are we are we are is sin
All we are we are we are is All we are we are we are is sin
On the corner of North Main and High
The trains would shake the walls as they passed by The clamor of the steel rails would
Drown her voice as she screamed in the night
A smile would cross his empty face
As he put that girl in her place again
She shut down her last defenses
She turned off her tattered senses
And looked up to the sky with glassy eyes
The pawnbroker’s stepdaughter
Floats above the ground where she had stood
The pawnbroker’s stepdaughter
Made it right the one way she could
She lift up her trembling hands
The room was spinning like a carousel
She felt her body spin around
With crimson running to the ground before her
The room turned silent, the train was gone
The melting snow, the the crack of dawn was here
This is how the story ends
The same way that it all begins
Cuz no one here forgives our sins on this world
The pawnbroker’s stepdaughter
Floats above the ground where she had stood
The pawnbroker’s stepdaughter
Made it right the one way she could
All we are we are we are is All we are we are we are is sin
All we are we are we are is All we are we are we are is sin
All we are we are we are is All we are we are we are is All we are is sin