Act III (The Beauty Queen)

She was a dancer the Sycamore Fair beauty queen
I found her alone in a pumpkin patch last Halloween
She cried in the mist, I smiled and we kissed holding hands
She told me everything knowing that I’d understand

Why did I have to fall
We could have had it all
I should have walked away
Before that autumn day

The thunder was rolling and she was asleep in her bed
Her father came in unaware of the knife by her head
He started to kiss her but then with a swing of her arm
She ended his life then climbed to the roof of the barn

Why did she have to fall
We could have had it all
She never made a sound
Just fell right through the ground…

Without further ado, we bring you Act III, the conclusion of The Nobody Hole