Myrna was the sweetest girl
She lived nearby the road across my home
Where bonfires would burn
I kept on telling her that human brain
works better on the run
But she would never learn
Years passing by, she spent them
sowing little dolls in a dark hall
where no one could see her
Nursing them with a love so pure
so tireless, and hummed a low key melody
that filled the entire room
Myrna was the sweetest girl
She lost her mum and dad when she was four
Was it supposed to make her stronger?
The world outside her hall is grey and mean
And in the eyes of Myrna Wall
no kindness can live
Some of the dolls looked just like me
Now I will never know just what for
Was I the first to touch her?
Was I the first to show the world
The melody of Myrna Wall?
The world saw the face of Myrna Wall
There's 45 dead down at the mall
The world saw the face of Myrna Wall