The Wind Cries Mary
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โฑ๏ธ 4:37 duration
๐ ID: 26907007
๐ Lyrics
After all the jacks are in their boxes
And the clowns have all gone to bed
You can hear happiness
Staggering on down street
Footprints dressed in red
And the wind whispers Mary
A broom is drearily sweeping
Up the broken pieces of yesterday's life
Somewhere a Queen is weeping
Somewhere a King has no wife
And the wind it cries Mary
The traffic lights they turn blue tomorrow
And shine their emptiness down on my bed
The tiny island sags downstream
'Cause the life they'd lived is dead
And the wind screams Mary
Will the wind ever remember
The names it has blown in the past
And with this crutch, its old age and its wisdom
It whispers "No, this will be the last"
And the wind cries Mary
And the clowns have all gone to bed
You can hear happiness
Staggering on down street
Footprints dressed in red
And the wind whispers Mary
A broom is drearily sweeping
Up the broken pieces of yesterday's life
Somewhere a Queen is weeping
Somewhere a King has no wife
And the wind it cries Mary
The traffic lights they turn blue tomorrow
And shine their emptiness down on my bed
The tiny island sags downstream
'Cause the life they'd lived is dead
And the wind screams Mary
Will the wind ever remember
The names it has blown in the past
And with this crutch, its old age and its wisdom
It whispers "No, this will be the last"
And the wind cries Mary
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:15.55] After all the jacks are in their boxes
[00:21.82] And the clowns have all gone to bed
[00:28.40] You can hear happiness
[00:30.25] Staggering on down street
[00:35.51] Footprints dressed in red
[00:47.27] And the wind whispers Mary
[00:53.71] A broom is drearily sweeping
[01:00.26] Up the broken pieces of yesterday's life
[01:06.18] Somewhere a Queen is weeping
[01:13.49] Somewhere a King has no wife
[01:19.97] And the wind it cries Mary
[01:29.20] The traffic lights they turn blue tomorrow
[01:36.93] And shine their emptiness down on my bed
[01:43.61] The tiny island sags downstream
[01:50.61] 'Cause the life they'd lived is dead
[01:57.38] And the wind screams Mary
[02:42.40] Will the wind ever remember
[02:48.35] The names it has blown in the past
[02:55.05] And with this crutch, its old age and its wisdom
[03:01.95] It whispers "No, this will be the last"
[03:08.75] And the wind cries Mary
[03:15.78]
[00:21.82] And the clowns have all gone to bed
[00:28.40] You can hear happiness
[00:30.25] Staggering on down street
[00:35.51] Footprints dressed in red
[00:47.27] And the wind whispers Mary
[00:53.71] A broom is drearily sweeping
[01:00.26] Up the broken pieces of yesterday's life
[01:06.18] Somewhere a Queen is weeping
[01:13.49] Somewhere a King has no wife
[01:19.97] And the wind it cries Mary
[01:29.20] The traffic lights they turn blue tomorrow
[01:36.93] And shine their emptiness down on my bed
[01:43.61] The tiny island sags downstream
[01:50.61] 'Cause the life they'd lived is dead
[01:57.38] And the wind screams Mary
[02:42.40] Will the wind ever remember
[02:48.35] The names it has blown in the past
[02:55.05] And with this crutch, its old age and its wisdom
[03:01.95] It whispers "No, this will be the last"
[03:08.75] And the wind cries Mary
[03:15.78]