Jun 05, 2007 23:11
Mary go round,
I'd like to see you when the summer sun sets down
Straight from the pages into memories that hang around
I can't believe that there is nowhere you can go
and not be found without sound
From the pages of the morning when you mentioned
You're worthless to me...
Hand over hand, the pages turn...
The pages without sound, turn on empty hands...
Tonight will end without sound
Mary go round
Hold back the hand me downs and bring back the bright sound
Head for the razor broken bottle hangman runarounds
Time for the message to return with the sender
Unsigned and without sound
From the pages of the morning when you mentioned,
You're worthless to me...
It's a battle you can't win,
It's a battle you lose
(It's late tonight,
the stars have gone,
without a sound,
you're not around...)
Hand over hand, the pages turn...
The pages without sound, turn on empty hands...
Tonight will end without sound
Mary go round,
I'd like to see you when the summer sun sets down...