Mary

Once upon a time, I was the new girl
And Mary let me borrow all her clothes
Introduced me to Meat Loaf’s daughter, Violent Femmes
And she brought me to shows
Mary and I, we used to climb
To the roof in the middle of the night
We drank lemonade and vodka
Stolen from her dad’s shelf
Mary, you made everything all right

Someday you’ll fly, and no one’s gonna get in your way
Someday you’ll fly, and no one’s gonna get in your way

Mary loved the beaches down in Ockracoke
She always talked about going back
Mary’s dad, he had a temper
You never knew his angle of attack
So Mary, let’s keep quiet, let’s keep still
Let’s take a white sand dollar from your windowsill
Break it open and you will find five little white doves hiding inside

Someday you’ll fly, and no one’s gonna get in your way
Someday you’ll fly, and no one’s gonna get in your way

And it’s one for the gentle, two for the kind
Three for the peace someday you’ll find
Four for the pain and five – just for staying alive

Mary left at first light
With her backpack, and her hair still wet
And that man, he never laid a finger on me
But there was always the threat
He was always yelling, blocking my door
But in that little yellow house
I learned to play guitar
Mary was my sister; she was my friend
I’m almost glad I never saw her again

Someday you’ll fly, and no one’s gonna get in your way
Someday you’ll fly, and no one’s gonna get in your way