[Instrumental Intro]

[Verse 1]
Ten coaches roll into the dust
Chrome windows turned to rust
Hang on inside, they know they must
Hanging on the green-backed words: “In God we trust”

[Verse 2]
No one knew if the spirit died
All wrapped to go like Kentucky Fried
Trying to read the flight of birds
Low on fuel, getting low on words

[Chorus]
And she comes out like a white shadow
She comes out like a white shadow

[Verse 3]
Each one drawn to empty spaces
Outsiders, borderline cases
It's hard to tell black from white
When you wake up in the middle of the night

[Verse 4]
Weighed down by the absence of sound
Broken now by the cry of a hound
Looking for movement within the haze
Light can be deceptive with her rays
[Chorus]
And she comes out like a white shadow
And she comes out like a white shadow
She comes out like a white shadow

[Interlude]

[Guitar Solo: Robert Fripp]

[Instrumental Outro]