mary died a lover

Hiding books in walls
Sitting back to trees
Painting on her fingers
Family names and river leaves
If it was the morning
The yolk was in the spoon
Mary died a lover
Hope to God that we will too

And if it was the baby
Lost at seven weeks
Nothing for the memory
But the blood across the sheet
No one knew the reasons
No one knew the rule
Mary died a lover
Hope to God that we will too

I walked down with you love
With the cold packs and drugs
When the old house got tore down
And the dead dog dug up
We were looking for something
We could hold dear
I don't know what it was
Bur I know we're here
I know I know we're not done
I know we're not done

She was a river crosser feather flocker
Holy rider fire walker
Don't be stupid don't be lazy
Hang on tight now you're my baby
Wake up in the morning and that's all it is
Wake up in the morning that's all it is
Wake up in the morning that's all it is
Wake up in the morning

So if it was the mornings
We didn't feel afraid
Picking through the garden
For the kitchen sill bouquet
Light across the table
Ghosts in every room
Mary died a lover
Hope to God that we will too