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Mary Mary
Mary Mary,
how does your silence grow?
Why do you look so sad, we all must know.
I saw you last night on your steps sobbing so.
Oh, what of your shinning knight, and does he treat you right?
Mary Mary,
I saw you last week, covering your face with a hood and darkness upon your cheek.
What of the stories the towns tell? What of the silver and bell?
Mary Mary,
how does your silence grow?
What of the pretty maids lurking about your castle so?
Mary Mary, you must go to the garden and sow.
You must pack your horse and arm your bow.
Mary Mary, what will you do?
When the only one that can rescue you, is you.
© S.F Forest
how does your silence grow?
Why do you look so sad, we all must know.
I saw you last night on your steps sobbing so.
Oh, what of your shinning knight, and does he treat you right?
Mary Mary,
I saw you last week, covering your face with a hood and darkness upon your cheek.
What of the stories the towns tell? What of the silver and bell?
Mary Mary,
how does your silence grow?
What of the pretty maids lurking about your castle so?
Mary Mary, you must go to the garden and sow.
You must pack your horse and arm your bow.
Mary Mary, what will you do?
When the only one that can rescue you, is you.
© S.F Forest
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