Mary

I was awake
It was a bore
Collapsing to the core
Placate, deserted soul

Casting doubt
Revivor of the court
They raided all your drawers
On these vacant grounds

Truth be told
Good fortune favours the bold
I'm getting older
So are you

Mary
Scream and shout
I drown them out
The castle moat is full
No jester holding court

I'll be the lost and found
For all your aching sounds
When the bridge is down
We can run
Forever gone
I feel your aching sound