All the jars are empty
All the people gone
No one here to hold her
No one in this town
And she lives by the sea
Where time stands still for her to breathe
To the wind, to the sky
She whispers peacefully her last goodbye
And she sings the protest songs
That she used to scream when she was young
Now she's in the in-between
But she's the most badass granny
That this world has ever seen
And she lives by the sea
Where time stands still for her to breathe
To the wind, to the sky
She whispers peacefully her last goodbye
And she lives by the sea
Where time stands still for her to breathe
To the wind, to the sky
She whispers peacefully her last goodbye
Ladada, ladada
Ladadaladada, ladadada
Ladada, ladada
Ladadaladada, ladadada
Ladada, ladada
Ladadaladada, ladadada
Ladada, ladada
Ladadaladada, ladadada