We sat in the church and he cried
They said they'd stand with us, but I couldn't believe it
Even my friends abandoned me
The minister says there's a little hope fledgling at the bottom of the box, ready to take flight
He is well-intentioned
The minister's assistant cites Dante's Inferno
She says she doesn't have much hope
The forest is dark, and the leaves keep falling
She'll try to do good anyway
