They can't go to sleep at four the car is parked outside
the door scars of a knife on his arm her husband knows
they're together riding with mary protection to pass
riding with mary protecting immaculate love rows of
numbered doors behind the car warms up,
the street is clear and empty and green with lights
they talk and never stop moving he's sounding her name
in his head she's falling asleep next to his face her
sister's getting married today and the saints of easter
smile on the dashboard rides a figurine a powerless
sweet forgotten thing so the next time you see a statue
of mary remember my sister was in a car