With burning eyes she shouted

In a voice like a howling wind

I can not forgive you, since I have never sinned

In the crucible of silence

I heard my own thoughts drown

My life was like an aeroplane

That was flying upside down

As I sailed past broken furniture

And humbly looked about

A hole in my heaving chest

Had become a crimson spout

She held on to the smoking gun

And like a knowing teacher, grinned

I can not for give you, for I have never sinned

One notion fell on another

Like a pile of golden bricks

They seemed to be saying something

Until they fell down just for kicks

I had seen my last sunset

Through no fault of my own

I quickly flipped through the pages

Of the sweet life I had known

The light was getting darker

And Time began to thin

I said, I can not for give you, since I have never sinned

In a tender voice she whispered

Baby, stay right there!

I was listening to some shining strings

And wasn't going anywhere

She ran out to find a doctor

But stopped to get cigarettes

Love was on her restless mind

Mixing worn out platitudes with newly found regrets

Somewhere a radio was weeping

Carried by the wind

I can not forgive you, for I have never sinned

She found the doctor in a coma

With no helping hand to give

He had tried to take his own life

So that others yet might live

She shouted to the nicotine sky

And beat upon his chest

Neither shrieking poems nor woman's tears

Could revive him from his rest

She never even noticed

On his chest a note was pinned

It read, I can not forgive you, since I have never sinned

She found a morphine needle

In a black bag by the bed

Her mind lurched like a silent prayer

As it rattled in her head

She kissed the ice-cold needle

And jammed it in her arm

There was nothing left but to get high

It could do her little harm

The anger overtook her

Where once a heart had been

It solemnly refrained, I can not forgive you, since I have never sinned

So it all had come to nothing

Since no one took the blame

Just a few dry wooden lives

That checked out in smoke and flame

The law and local newsmen

Would try to puzzle it through

But after 24sleepless hours

There was nothing left to do

If I could change the story

And once again begin

I know I could forgive you, because I know that I have sinned

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