Hail the Sun - Jane Doe lyrics

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