You were misunderstood mine Tokyo Rose
An outsider abroad and still at home
And now it seems your aura flows
Across the long, vast ocean foam.
Caught in the War because of a face
You reached out the only way you knew
Through waves that bounced in open space
To comfort those that sailed and flew.
But it seems the innocent will suffer most
In times of peace as well as war
Thus mixed with other voice-like ghosts
Courts tagged you as a treas'nous whore.
Your husband, your future stolen away
No solace met your Pardon Day.