7.Mary
Do you recognize me
Here on this sleeper train？
Do you feel the pain
Growing into the night, Mary？
And I can feel the taste
Of your third birthday cake
Remember how it was
To hold you in my arms, Mary
It was there
The summer nights around
I was there
His hand upon my knee
And we're gone
Across these sunny streets
And we're gone
The day you died, Mary
And we go faster now
Together through these fields
Here on this sleeper train
And I can touch your face, Mary
The precious things we've done
Hidden under my skin
I let you sleep a while
I let you sleep a while, Mary
It was there
The summer nights around
I was there
His hand upon my knee
And we're gone
Across these sunny streets
And we're gone
The day you died, Mary
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