Mary Says
(Geldof)

Mary says she feels the Winter coming in
She sniffs the cooling air like some old dog
She says the problem with these Endless Summers
Is Endless Summers always have to end
She packs a pen inside an empty pocket
She says it’s all she’s ever going to need
“I’ll write a book of poems if I go hungry”
She looks around just once before she leaves

Everybody’s always saying Goodbye
Everybody’s got some place to leave
Goodbye, goodbye

Beheaded suns will light her crooked pathway
Six-pointed stars illuminate her road
Amputee moons guide her through her darkest nights
And silver armies help to ease her load
She says the problem with these Endless Summers
Is Endless Summers always have to end
The thinning sky is throwing loveless shadows
The Summer’s gone and Autumn’s almost spent

Goodbye, goodbye
Everybody always says goodbye

Mary smells the Winter coming in
She smells it on the cooling breeze

 

Blow
(Geldof)

Blow hateful wind
Cold on faithless skin
Higher than the highest high
Love will find a way to you again

Flow bitter seas
Thrown down on buckled knees
Colder than the oldest sin
Love will find a way to you again

Can you speak it
Yes I’ll speak of thin bleak winter moons
Will you speak it
Yes to boneless ghosts of empty rooms
And repeat it
Yes to maddened priests of waste and ruin
But love will find a way to you again

Blow hateful wind

Love will find a way to you again

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