In The Quiet Morning

In the quiet morning, there was much despair And in the hours that followed, no one could repair That poor girl, tossed by the tides of misfortune Barely here to tell her tale, rolled in on a sea of disaster Rolled out on a mainline rail She once walked tight at my side, I'm sure she walked by you Her striding steps could not deny, torment from a child who knew That in the quiet morning, there would be despair And in the hours that followed, no one could repair That poor girl, she cried out her song so loud It was heard the whole world round, a symphony of violence The great southwest unbound La la la la la la la La la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la La la la la, la la la In the quiet morning, there was much despair And in the hours that followed, no one could repair That poor girl, tossed by the tides of misfortune Barely here to tell her tale, rolled in on a sea of disaster Rolled out on a mainline rail La la la la la la la La la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la La la la la, la la la