Mary

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Mary, I found those notes again
Tellin' me to disregard those words my mother said
So I grabbed my coat, you grabbed your gun
My thoughts work against me 'cause I am my mother's son

Dogs are at the door, and the carnival's in town
We'll go out I promise you when that man's not around
Fires spittin' gold and the cats are counting cards
Muddy boots on welcome mats remind me who we are

I remember pullin' blinds in October so that you could rest your head
Autumn brings summer memories, the winter winds bring reason to forget

The apple fell, the earth it shook
Remembering that afternoons from pictures that you took
With evening bells, still ringing in my ears
You listen to your elders, you'll be old before your years

I remember pullin' blinds in October so that you could rest your head
Autumn brings summer memories, the winter winds bring reason to forget

Lines across my pages are written by a pen
Would not yield to my intentions for fears that lie within
Letters torn from depths much deeper than I dared to delve
Now rest up in the attic with your notes upon the shelf

In railway cars the moon shines on the hay
You grabbed my hand, I close my eyes and thank god for that day
I'm jumping out from all I know
It's head first or not at all I'll follow where you go

Mary, I found those notes again
Tellin' me to disregard those words my mother said

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from Soda Pants, released May 9, 2014

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