Текст: Tori Amos. Tales Of A Librarian. Mary.

Everybody wants somethin' from you
Everybody want a piece of Mary
Lush valley all dressed in green
Just ripe for the pickin'

God I want to get you out of here
You can ride in a pink Mustang
When I think of what we've done to you
Mary, can you hear me?

Growing up isn't always fun
They tore your dress
And stole your ribbons
They see you cry, they lick their lips
Butterflies don't belong in nets

Mary, can you hear me?
Mary, you're bleedin'
Mary, don't be afraid
We're just waking up
And I hear help is on the way

Mary, can you hear me?
Mary, like Jimi said
Mary, don't be afraid
'Cause even the wind
Even the wind cries your name

Everybody wants you sweetheart
Everybody got a dream of glory
Las Vegas got a pin-up girl
They got her armed, as they buy and sell her

Rivers of milk are runnin' dry
Can't you hear the dolphins cryin'
What'll we do when our babies scream
Fill their mouths with some acid rain

Oh, Mary, can you hear me?
Mary, you're bleeding
Mary, don't be afraid
We're just waking up
And I hear help is on the way

Mary, can you hear me?
Mary, like Jimi said
Mary, don't be afraid
'Cause even the wind
Even the wind cries your name

Oh, butterflies don't belong in nets
Oh, Mary, can you hear me?
Mary, you're bleeding
Mary, don't be afraid
We're just waking up
And I hear help is on the way

Mary, can you hear me?
Mary, like Jimi said
Mary, don't be afraid
'Cause even the wind
Even the wind cries your name

'Cause even the wind
Cries your name
Even the wind
Cries your name

Cries your name
Cries your name
Cries your name