Mina - The Wind Cries Mary lyrics

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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 />

footsteps dressed in red<br />

And the wind whispers Mary<br />

A broom is drearily sweeping<br />

up the broken pieces of yesterdays life<br />

Somewhere a queen is weeping<br />

Somewhere a king has no wife<br />

And the wind, it cries Mary<br />

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The traffic lights, they turn, uh, blue tomorrow<br />

and shine their emptiness down on my bed<br />

The tiny island sags down stream<br />

'cause the life that lived is, is dead<br />

And the wind screams Mary<br />

Uh-will the wind ever remember<br />

the names it has blow in the past?<br />

And with this crutch, its old age, and its wisdom<br />

it whispers no, this will be the last<br />

And the wind cries Mary