Mary Songtext
von Laura Stevenson

Mary, I noticed you in your chariot, heartless
Tearing to ribbons my view of ′95
And weary, I know it's you from the shape of your eyelids
And the rumors that swirl around your feet like mercury

Please, please, throw your mercy at me
And all my earthly things to your feet, I merely bring


After the argument, after speeding through sheets of ice
You stood callously crushing the lawn, sober and right
Would you have let me in then, if I wasn′t so hellbent?
If my temper was measured in your chrome-guarded bars?

Please, from your station on the way down
Ease and throw your mercy at me, at me
At me, at me, at me

Mary, I might have been if I settled on something
But with all of the warnings it took
And with all of my worthiness shook
And with all of my worthiness shook
You stood, unmoving

Please, please, throw your mercy at me