She sings

When the roses bleed

And the birds cry

She sings

When you feel so alone

And are walking a road of the unknown

She sings

For the fallen

And for the risen

She sings

For what you want

And for what you get

She sings

Through every last breath

Through every flicker of hope

She sings

Through addiction and disease

Through every beg of please

She sings

To bitter scorn queens

And soon to be beheaded kings

She sings

To those who cry

And to those who never try

She sings

When time proves to be unkind

And sanity is so hard to find

She sings

When the fog falls

And the lights of Misty Roads fade

She sings

For the unloved and the lost

For the rainbow eyed travellers and gypsy explores

She sings

For jaded hearts

And meaningless whispers

She sings

In the place of nowhere

Where freedom is just a word

She sings

In the land of hell fire

And the city of snow

She sings

To dying missionaries

And hopeful martyrs

She sings

To the drunken preacher

And the lonesome general’s daughter

She sings

But alone

When on her own

She cries