Broadlyn

Well, his soul was in new orleans.
And her love, that unfaithful hurricane.
And his gun shot the man who was in between
His soul and his everything

But the end will let you be
And pain can set you free
Yeah, the end will let you be

The end will fill my veins with my father's blood
And his father's tear will become my flood
And i'll be the voice in the wilderness
Turn the wine into water, son
It's you in the mirror
I was weak and you held me up
It's me in the mirror
You can be who you really are
The cracks in your steps will be where i start
The end that you leave, left in the dark

And the end will let you be
And pain can set you free
Yeah, the end will let you be
The end will let me be