| Song | In the Quiet Morning |
| Artist | 10,000 Maniacs |
| Album | The Earth Pressed Flat |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics/music - mimi fariña | |
| In the quiet morning | |
| There was much despair | |
| And in the hours that followed | |
| No one could repair | |
| That poor girl | |
| Tossed by the tides of misfortune | |
| Barely here to tell her tale | |
| Rolled in on a sea of disaster | |
| Rolled out on a mainline rail | |
| She once walked tight by my side | |
| I'm sure she walked by you | |
| Her striding steps could not deny | |
| Torment from a child who knew | |
| That in the quiet morning | |
| There would be despair | |
| And in the hour that followed | |
| No one could repair | |
| That poor girl | |
| She cried out her song so loud | |
| It was heard the whole world round | |
| [ a symphony of violence | |
| The great southwest unbound ] | |
| In the quiet morning | |
| There was much despair | |
| And in the hour that followed | |
| No one could repair | |
| That poor girl | |
| Tossed by the tides of misfortune | |
| Barely here to tell her tale | |
| Rolled in on a sea of disaster | |
| Rolled out on a mainline rail |
| Lyrics music mimi fari a | |
| In the quiet morning | |
| There was much despair | |
| And in the hours that followed | |
| No one could repair | |
| That poor girl | |
| Tossed by the tides of misfortune | |
| Barely here to tell her tale | |
| Rolled in on a sea of disaster | |
| Rolled out on a mainline rail | |
| She once walked tight by my side | |
| I' m sure she walked by you | |
| Her striding steps could not deny | |
| Torment from a child who knew | |
| That in the quiet morning | |
| There would be despair | |
| And in the hour that followed | |
| No one could repair | |
| That poor girl | |
| She cried out her song so loud | |
| It was heard the whole world round | |
| a symphony of violence | |
| The great southwest unbound | |
| In the quiet morning | |
| There was much despair | |
| And in the hour that followed | |
| No one could repair | |
| That poor girl | |
| Tossed by the tides of misfortune | |
| Barely here to tell her tale | |
| Rolled in on a sea of disaster | |
| Rolled out on a mainline rail |
| Lyrics music mimi fari a | |
| In the quiet morning | |
| There was much despair | |
| And in the hours that followed | |
| No one could repair | |
| That poor girl | |
| Tossed by the tides of misfortune | |
| Barely here to tell her tale | |
| Rolled in on a sea of disaster | |
| Rolled out on a mainline rail | |
| She once walked tight by my side | |
| I' m sure she walked by you | |
| Her striding steps could not deny | |
| Torment from a child who knew | |
| That in the quiet morning | |
| There would be despair | |
| And in the hour that followed | |
| No one could repair | |
| That poor girl | |
| She cried out her song so loud | |
| It was heard the whole world round | |
| a symphony of violence | |
| The great southwest unbound | |
| In the quiet morning | |
| There was much despair | |
| And in the hour that followed | |
| No one could repair | |
| That poor girl | |
| Tossed by the tides of misfortune | |
| Barely here to tell her tale | |
| Rolled in on a sea of disaster | |
| Rolled out on a mainline rail |