Source:
Adults
Author:
Barry Gee
Title:
Mary.
Nobody told me about Mary I heard it by accident. It all seemed so unnecessary I couldn't figure out what it meant. They said she was gone, permanently And no-one expected her home. Nobody told me about Mary And I wish I'd have known. Nobody told me about Mary And I wish I'd have known.
Sweet seventeen and a dreamer Astounded by all that she saw. Fantasy figures came nearer She reached out to embrace them all. So much to give but too sensitive To live surrounded by stone. Nobody told me about Mary And I wish I'd have known. Nobody told me about Mary And I wish I'd have known.
Mary's gone out to the country
Some people say to the farm. A place where it's peaceful and sunny Far from all danger and harm. Slowly it seems, they're curing her dreams But I wish they'd leave her alone. Nobody told me about Mary And I wish I'd have known. Novbody told me about Mary And I wish I'd have known.
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