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