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Mary's Summer Sun

By Jimmy Shoals · Postcards From The Quiet Hours

Outside our place Mary’s face Shines in the soft summer sun Still as a vision She sits on the stair Waitin’ to get up and run A street of dreams Lies at her feet Spread ’cross the hot concrete To future worlds And paths not taken To a million girls And promises forsaken A trickle of sweat Glistens on her brow A sigh of life’s regret In a long forgotten now Echoes in the halls Cry out from the past Haunting voice callin’ Come in, come on be free at last So Mary turns to the road With dreams she has sowed Gets ready to try Ready to fly Through a summer day's haze A distant radio plays Down the driveway To her brand new car Mary knows she ain't goin' far A trickle of sweat Glistens on her brow A sigh of life’s regret In a long forgotten now Echoes in the halls Cry out from the past Haunting voices calling Come in, come on be free at last She heads to dreams new The town fades slowly in her rearview And leaves behind pain that she once knew Fading memories like old scars Mary’s finally chasing her own bright stars
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