Mary Says - Bob Geldof

Mary says she smells the winter coming in

She sniffs the cooling air like some old dog

She says the problem with these endless summers

Is endless summers always have to end

She pack a pen inside an empty pocket

She says it’s all she’s ever going to need

«I'll write a book of poems if I get hungry»

She looks around just once before she leaves

Everybody’s always saying goodbye

Everybody’s got some place to leave

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

Beheaded suns will light her crooked pathway

Six-pointed stars illuminate her road

Amputee moons guide her through her darkest nights

And silver armies help to ease her load

She says her problem with these endless summers

Is endless summers always have to end

The thinning sky is throwing lovely shadows

The summer’s gone and autumn’s almost spent

Everybody’s always saying goodbye

Everybody’s got some place to leave

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

Everybody always says goodbye

Everybody’s always saying goodbye

Everybody’s got some place to leave

Mary feels the winter coming in

She smelt it on the cooling breeze

Mary says

Mary says