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The 6 train runs
Right by Children's Park
Where the boys start working
When the sky gets dark
And under evening trees
Toys are tied
To mourn the dead
Before their time

For the faded shadows
Of the loved and lost
For the withered faces
Of the walking ghosts
Ain't no solemn candles
Ain't no flowered wreaths
There's just the garbage burning
Out on Jackson Street

It's ashes to ashes
And dust to dust
Until the corner's empty
And there's nothing left of us
But the chill that runs
Through our hollow bones
And these humble prayers
From our ragged throats

Without faith, lord
What are we?
With out faith, lord
What are we
But another line of servants
Bound to a lifetime
Down on our knees

There's a blessed river
At the kingdom's gate
Where sin and sorrow
Are washed away
But St. Ann's is crumbling
It's burning down
So if you hear me, lord
We need you now
The 6 train runs   Right by Children's Park   Where the boys start working   When the sky gets dark   And under evening trees   Toys are tied   To mourn the dead   Before their time      For the faded shadows   Of the loved and lost   For the withered faces   Of the walking ghosts   Ain't no solemn candles   Ain't no flowered wreaths   There's just the garbage burning   Out on Jackson Street      It's ashes to ashes   And dust to dust   Until the corner's empty   And there's nothing left of us   But the chill that runs   Through our hollow bones   And these humble prayers   From our ragged throats      Without faith, lord   What are we?   With out faith, lord   What are we   But another line of servants   Bound to a lifetime   Down on our knees      There's a blessed river   At the kingdom's gate   Where sin and sorrow   Are washed away   But St. Ann's is crumbling   It's burning down   So if you hear me, lord   We need you now