Soldier Jane

No one cares what dress she wears at all Tattered rags and paper bags and all She's the one sleeping in the dirt Drag her down, don't let her drown in dirt Lovers drag their canes across the gates Gamblers light candles for the days No one wake her up, she's sleeping still So put a candle on her window sill Soldier Jane, don't be afraid Take your heart out of the shell Take your heart out of the shell Throw it away Stars, they strike the darkness in the room Knives, they take the poison from the wound Cars, they drive us down into the ruins We sweep our cares away with dirty brooms Soldier Jane, don't be afraid Take your heart out of the shell Take your heart out of the shell Throw it away --- Soldier Jane - Beck