Mary

I woke up and Mary was still gone,

Thought if I stopped hurting, she would come back to me.

Walk right through the door and say "Ah ha!

I was only joking, didn't you look silly crying."

But I wake up and Mary is still gone.

I looked at the clock and it was still

Lying on the floor exactly where I threw it,

Both hands smashed against its silver face.

My feeble attempt to stop time, but time goes on

And wake up and Mary is still gone.

Mary was it necessary

To leave before the party?

I know its selfish to say

You always brought the cake, now

What will I eat with all these tears?

I looked at the list and saw her name,

Kid myself she never got an invitation,

Kid myself I'm sure somehow she knew

My stupid attempt to find some way to move on

But I wake up and Mary is still gone.

Mary is still gone.