Grey ghost, she walks in the room
Sweet mother of mercy
Bloody murder
Nobody heard her
And then she was gone
Midnight she walks in the dark
She talks of her struggle
Tiny faces, people and places
All rolled into one
And the fact that anyone survived is still a miracle
In the holy day the river came
I've been prayin' for the sun
And then what it takes is the act of fate to keep this soul alive
I'm equal to the fight, it seems
And I'm hanging on
Grey ghost, she started to cry
Her night's getting shorter
Mary's daughter fell in the water
And now she is gone
Brave hearts, how far must you fall
Pulled out from the danger
Who'd be stranger, caught in the manger and under the sun
Is the fate of many in the hands of God the reason ashes rise
And it's only love that never dies
And it's living on
And if there is a message for the world, it's still a mystery
And the fools are writing history
And the damage is done
So sad, this story is told
Hand down to the children
Tiny, famous, melody lingers
And now she is gone
