Mary be merry, can you stay for awhile?
Her feet don't touch the ground
Mary be merry, you're just misunderstood
Is she just make believe
She's a wild weed that lives by the water
And the width of the wind cannot contain her
She soaks in the days and the color of the sun
But finds no traction for her soul
They say she lacks initiative, she seems invisible
But they never seen her dance the moon
Arms unfolding like wings a-whirling
Twirling soul-a-fire
(She's just an angel past her curfew)
Chorus: Mary be merry, can you stay for awhile?
Her feet don't touch the ground
Mary be merry, you're just misunderstood
Is she just make believe
Pearls round her neck, and cat's eyes in her pockets
The stars persuade all her dreams
She's a water color picture, real to the touch
But bleeds at the first sign of rain
(She couldn't touch the sky if she weren't lighter than air)
She is urgent like morning, in her hand-me-down torment
But I'd be her for a day
To feel the earth move or to tear a piece of heaven
I'd love to be her for a day
(She's just an angel past her curfew)
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