New song – listen here
Oleana sings in the way they taught her
Warm approving eyes on a faithful daughter
Oleana sings
Don’t it make you cry
Hear that little tune
As the days flow by
The big empty steals through the late autumn woods
The right notes sound pretty but the wrong ones feel so good
Oleana sings to a sighing father
In his antique mask so why even bother
Oleana sings
Don’t it make you cry
Hear her little tune
Hum her little tune
As she waves goodbye