Mary

Venke Knutson

If you're looking for Mary

She's no longer here

She left on a horseback

Few minutes ago

With her eyes catching fire

And her hands were in the air

And I think that she's forgotten

That her bills were due

Weeks ago

Clouds from hell

Carry her away

Fearless like

Angel knights

She rides into the darkness

Of her dizzy world

Arms and legs just floating

Flowing in the wildness of her deep blue dreams

The money was wasted

In a businessman's brew

The money was wasted

Now she's wasted too

With her eyes catching fire

And her body turned cold

And I think that she's forgotten

The way she breaths

Clouds from hell

Carry her away

Fearless like

Angel knights

She rides into the darkness

Of her dizzy world

Arms and legs just floating

Flowing in the wildness of her deep blue dreams