Mary of the Willows
Mary of the willows, were you laughing
When the geese you loved they took you home
All at once the wind, and twice the yarrow
Once the folded bud, now violet ghost
Did it hurt to break the shell
To leave the house you loved so well
Did you raise your empty glass
I’ve drank my fill
When I’m sick of numbing I reach for you
Lift this broken heart out of her cast
Have you seen the new leaves from your bedroom
Have you held the thunder in your lap
Then the birds
Will Break the shell
To love the world
It hurts like hell
When you raise your empty glass
and drunk your fill
Then it’s time to dance