Jane Doe

She stands there Her eyes holding the image of her siblings before her Not windows but one-way mirrors Her sister and her brother arguing over something But all she hears is the thunder Rolling, rolling down Her father starts yelling, of course, it's her fault For all the fighting Whatever She's planning for the coming storm It's rolling, rolling now Lightning Strikes and she's alright Basking in the lack of sunlight She rides the wind, climbs the clouds Strike a match, struck a chord Lightning strikes, she was bored Entertainment ever fleeting Actions not worth repeating Lightning strikes Now she's alright She's out of songs to replay Can't help but feeling empty It's rolling, rolling now... Lightning Strikes and she's alright Basking in the lack of sunlight She rides the wind, climbs the clouds Strike a match, struck a chord Lightning strikes, she was bored Entertainment ever fleeting Actions not worth repeating Lightning strikes Now she's alright Now she's searching for something Some kind of cure In desperate need of something to entertain her Rolling, rolling 'round Her thoughts are few and far between Count the thunder She's exhausted all media and hobbies too But it comes closer Rolling, rolling down