Mary knew, she didn't ask why. She tries to find a place to hide. Mary was born with a secret smile. She kept her fingers on the stearing wheel. People and papers painted black. Mary Jones ain't coming back. She tied her shoes the final time. She kissed my cheek, so I tied mine. Mary knew it couldn't happen here. Not for her. People and places moments missed. Here I sit in all of this. When she was young, the sky went on forever. Just like the sky before her. Just like the road beside her. Its easy. One more light goes out tonight. All its heavy headlights bright. Mary says we'll be alright. People and papers painted black. Mary Jones ain't coming back.
Lyrics submitted by Psychedeliasmith