Good morning Isabelle, good morning
it’s good to see you again
When the clouds give way and the haze frees your face
that’s my favorite part of the day

Good morning Isabelle, good morning
you’re wearing that same old dress again
Underneath no flesh, no beating heart
no hunger for love or a fresh new start

Isabelle, at least, you can’t run away

It’s a blessing or a curse
that we’re not carved in stone
that we’re not carved in stone
carved in stone like you.

Isabelle, oh Isabelle, here’s what you are
their proof of victory, their lady in grey
Keep looking south, keep your head up high
like they wanted you to in 1885

Isabelle, at least, you can’t run away

It’s a blessing or a curse
that we’re not carved in stone
that we’re not carved in stone
carved in stone like you.

It’s a blessing or a curse
that we’re not carved in stone
that we’re not carved in stone
carved in stone like you.

Good night, Isabelle, good night
let’s pick it up from here tomorrow
Where powerful actions and powerful feelings
will keep on growing

(lyrics / music: Julia Oschewsky)