Mary of the Willows

Mary of the willows, were you laughing
When the geese you loved they took you home
All at once the wind, and twice the yarrow
Once the folded bud, now violet ghost

Did it hurt to break the shell
To leave the house you loved so well
Did you raise your empty glass
I’ve drank my fill

When I’m sick of numbing I reach for you
Lift this broken heart out of her cast
Have you seen the new leaves from your bedroom
Have you held the thunder in your lap

Then the birds
Will Break the shell
To love the world
It hurts like hell
When you raise your empty glass
and drunk your fill

Then it’s time to dance