Song For Mary - Clem Snide

The voice that whispers

In our head

Suggesting we just stay in bed

Does it seem sweeter-sounding lately

To you as well?

Mine sounds a bit like Nat King Cole

Scrambling for change

To pay the toll

This love has lasted longer than we

Did expect

We never would have guessed

We never could have guessed

Becoming somehow turns into become

While the work that we must do is

The work that we must do is

It’s never done

May I audition for the part

Of sweeping up your dusty heart

Well I think I know its darkest corners

Fairly well

And may this melody play sweet

Upon those dark deserted streets

Where we forever wait

To meet our mother’s heart

We never would have guessed

We never could have guessed

Becoming somehow turns into become

While the work that we must do is

The work that we must do is

It’s never done

We never would have guessed

We never could have guessed

Becoming somehow turns into become

While the work that we must do is

The work that we must do is

It’s never done

No, it’s never done

It’s never done

No, it’s never done