Mary

Heaven hid her face as we fell down
 Age old habits echoed in the ground
 One would sing and one would hold me down
 They might listen if I make no sound
 Oh I know this
 From my high school heart
 That nothing is over
 From a touch it will begin
 Wide on the sky
 In my house the silence rang so loud
 Under doorways, through the hallway down
 Waiting for the secret to grow out
 Oh what we do when no one is around
 Oh I know this
 From my high school heart
 That nothing is over
 From a touch it will begin
 Wide on the sky
 In the dark I hear you sing
 Fingers move and chords they ring
 Be the witness of my shame
 Swaying in the summer rain
 Feathers falling from your wing
 In the dark I hear you sing