Hail The Sun

Hail The Sun - Jane Doe lyrics

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She falls

The look of disillusion fresh upon her quickly fading eyes

Across the room the guilty party turns and leaves

Their story woven on the coattails of a ghost

We wonder

We question

Why are you gone?

The stains are steamed

The walls receive a perfect coat of white

To cover up the homicide

The family grieves

The memories remain

The years washing away

We question the outcome, the fairness

We wonder what will happen to us

We struggle to let go in anger

We ask aloud

Why are you

Woven on the coattails of a ghost

Woven on the coattails of a ghost

Woven on the coattails of a ghost

Woven on the coattails of a ghost

Woven on the coattails
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