Eyes glance back and forth They wore identical masks Chained together in silver The moving of a car over potholes When they were caught Their masks were removed A girl and a boy Held together by nothing more Then a rosary with Dismas It is held in their hands Clasped together in the back Bars divide them and their captors The boy is whispering The girl recites with him The man in the front yells The car crashes into another Shielding her he takes the blunt of it Glass flies and a bar breaks "Let's go" His words loud in the silence The two climb out Immediately surrounded by 'family' The ones that saved them Today they are seperated by cities and bars By people who don't want them together By oceans and lakes But they each hold a piece Of the same rosary from all those years ago.