Ordinary Jane

No gospel choir sings, no angels spread their wings No fanfare plays, no marching days, can cast her to the wind No flags will fan the roof, no guns will fire salute No bells will chime, no poets rhyme will eulogize the truth It's just an ordinary day, for an ordinary Jane I guess the world just stays the same So curse these white wash walls, these antiseptic halls The cold machines that make the scene that mark her curtain call It's just an ordinary day, for an ordinary Jane I guess the world just stays the same