Mary is a friendly girl
She took me by the short-and-curled
In her eyes I saw her soul
She led me to the quicksand

Rolling around, rolling in my head
I cant comprehend the things that she said
Running around, running in my head
I cannot believe the things that she said

Mary is a special girl
She led me like a blind man
Through her eyes Ive seen the world
She buried me in the quicksand

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Quicksand song meanings
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