If you see Mary, would you tell her not to worry?

It does get easier with every passing day

The humming of the ash trees

Stains of the fallen leaves on the concrete

Ain't nothing here that don't remind me

You'll likely see Mary still reeling from some kind of scary disease

Will you remind her that she can always remember the sweeter days of

Wild oranges every night

Cigarettes and red wine

Hanging on the landing

Leaning on the door frame

Dreaming of you in every room

If you see Mary hanging on the corner in her raspberry coat

With the wind brushing past as if on a boat

With motes gleaming along the shore, the dogs in heat

City parks in the daytime

The revving of the motor bikes in the night

Your bed positioned so the sun rises to your left

And a bible of sorts lies to your right

Songs of inexperience

And anything that ever is and was

I didn't know much

Like I know now

But I still can't seem to tell her myself

Wild oranges every night

Cigarettes and red wine

Kitty on the bed

Work at your desk

Hanging on the landing

Leaning on the door frame

Talking in circles till it's light

Out of our minds

Wild oranges every night

Cigarettes and red wine

Kitty on the bed

Work at your desk

Hanging on the landing

Leaning on the door frame

Wild oranges every night

Cigarettes and red wine

It's not what we didn't do

As much as we did

You were wearing it around your neck

When you entered the room

And I kept it when you left

And I kept it when you left

And I kept it when you left