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After all the jacks are in their boxes, <br />And the clowns have all gone to bed, <br />You can hear happiness staggering on down the street, <br />Footprints dress in red. <br /> <br />And the wind whispers Mary. <br /> <br />A broom is drearily sweeping <br />Up the broken pieces of yesterday's life. <br />Somewhere a Queen is weeping, <br />Somewhere a King has no wife. <br /> <br />And the wind cries Mary. <br /> <br />The traffic lights turn blue tomorrow <br />Shine their emptiness down on my bed <br />The tiny island sags downstream <br />'Cos the life that they lived is dead. <br /> <br />And the wind screams Mary. <br /> <br />Oh oh yeah. <br /> <br />Will the wind ever remember <br />The names it has blown in the past <br />With this crutch, its old age and its wisdom <br />It whispers, "No, this will be the last." <br /> <br />And the wind cries Mary.
New song lyrics
After all the jacks are in their boxes, <br />And the clowns have all gone to bed, <br />You can hear happiness staggering on down the street, <br />Footprints dress in red. <br /> <br />And the wind whispers Mary. <br /> <br />A broom is drearily sweeping <br />Up the broken pieces of yesterday's life. <br />Somewhere a Queen is weeping, <br />Somewhere a King has no wife. <br /> <br />And the wind cries Mary. <br /> <br />The traffic lights turn blue tomorrow <br />Shine their emptiness down on my bed <br />The tiny island sags downstream <br />'Cos the life that they lived is dead. <br /> <br />And the wind screams Mary. <br /> <br />Oh oh yeah. <br /> <br />Will the wind ever remember <br />The names it has blown in the past <br />With this crutch, its old age and its wisdom <br />It whispers, "No, this will be the last." <br /> <br />And the wind cries Mary.
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