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After all the jacks are in their boxes<br />And the clowns have all gone to bed<br />You can hear happiness staggering on down the street<br />Footprints dressed in red<br />And the wind whispers mary<br /><br />A broom is drearily sweeping<br />Up the broken pieces of yesterday's life<br />Somewhere a queen is weeping<br />Somewhere a king has no wife<br />And the wind, it cries mary<br /><br />The traffic lights, they turn blue tomorrow<br />And shine their emptiness down on my bed<br />The tiny island sags down stream<br />cause the life that lived is,<br />Is dead<br />And the wind screams mary<br /><br />Will the wind ever remember<br />The names it has blown in the past? <br />And with this crutch, its old age, and its wisdom<br />It whispers no, this will be the last<br />And the wind cries mary
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After all the jacks are in their boxes<br />And the clowns have all gone to bed<br />You can hear happiness staggering on down the street<br />Footprints dressed in red<br />And the wind whispers mary<br /><br />A broom is drearily sweeping<br />Up the broken pieces of yesterday's life<br />Somewhere a queen is weeping<br />Somewhere a king has no wife<br />And the wind, it cries mary<br /><br />The traffic lights, they turn blue tomorrow<br />And shine their emptiness down on my bed<br />The tiny island sags down stream<br />cause the life that lived is,<br />Is dead<br />And the wind screams mary<br /><br />Will the wind ever remember<br />The names it has blown in the past? <br />And with this crutch, its old age, and its wisdom<br />It whispers no, this will be the last<br />And the wind cries mary
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