The Wind Cries Mary (Live at The X-Lounge)歌词

The Wind Cries Mary (Live at The X-Lounge) - John Mayer

And after all the Jacks are in their boxes

And the clowns have all gone to bed

You can hear the happiness staggering on downstream

Footprints dressed in red

A broom is drearily sweeping

Up the broken pieces of yesterday's life

Somewhere a Queen is weepin'

Somewhere a King has no wife

And the wind cries Mary

The traffic lights they turn blue tomorrow

And shine their emptiness down down on my bed

Their tiny island sags on downstream

'Cause the life that lived is dead

And the wind screams Mary

Now the wind cries Mary

Now will that wind ever remember

All those names it has blown in the past

Now with its crutch its old age and its wisdom

It whispers "No this will be the last"

And the wind screams Mary

And the wind screams Mary