(Verse 1) Cold Georgia air, a chill in the bone, Condemned men whisper, secrets sown. The Green Mile hums, a current unseen, Where miracles flicker, and darkness convene. (Chorus) John Coffey's eyes, a well of deep night, Holding the sorrow, the terrible light. Innocence trapped, in a body so strong, A song unsung, where justice went wrong. (Verse 2) The guards stand watch, their faces etched grim, Witnessing wonders, at the execution's dim. A mouse named Mr. Jingles, a tiny guide, Through corridors shadowed, where truth can't hide. (Chorus) John Coffey's eyes, a well of deep night, Holding the sorrow, the terrible light. Innocence trapped, in a body so strong, A song unsung, where justice went wrong. (Bridge) The power flows, a touch, a soft grace, Healing the wounded, leaving no trace. But the system grinds, relentless and cold, A story unfolds, a truth yet untold. (Verse 3) Paul Edgecombe sees, the weight of the years, The burden he carries, the sorrow and tears. A man of the law, a witness to pain, Haunted forever, by a life stained with rain. (Chorus) John Coffey's eyes, a well of deep night, Holding the sorrow, the terrible light. Innocence trapped, in a body so strong, A song unsung, where justice went wrong. (Outro) The Green Mile fades, into memory's keep, A whisper remains, secrets to sleep. But the questions linger, a haunting refrain, Of a soul unjustly, condemned to the rain. The rain, the rain... forever the rain... On the Green Mile… the Green Mile again…
