The Wind Cries Mary

Whispers of Life: The Wind's Melancholy Tale
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Lyrics

After all the jacks are in their boxes

Reflection on the end of activities or routines ("jacks in their boxes").

And the clowns have all gone to bed

Suggesting a quiet, nighttime setting after festivities ("clowns have all gone to bed").

You can hear happiness staggering on down the street

Noticing happiness, perhaps fleeting or stumbling, in the street.

Footsteps dressed in red

Footsteps symbolizing a presence, possibly with emotional intensity ("dressed in red").

And the wind whispers Mary

Personifying the wind as "Mary" and its mournful or lamenting sound.

A broom is drearily sweeping

Depicting a mundane and melancholic task, like cleaning up the remnants of the past.

Up the broken pieces of yesterdays life

Describing the aftermath of a broken life, emphasizing the need for cleanup.

Somewhere a queen is weeping

Imagining a sorrowful queen, perhaps representing lost or unfulfilled dreams.

Somewhere a king has no wife

Portraying a lonely king without a partner, highlighting the theme of isolation.

And the wind, it cries Mary

Reiterating the mournful sound of the wind, reinforcing the emotional atmosphere.

The traffic lights, they turn, uh, blue tomorrow

Anticipating a change, using traffic lights turning blue as a metaphor for a cold or sad future.

And shine their emptiness down on my bed

The aftermath of a relationship, with emptiness symbolized by light shining on a bed.

The tiny island sags down stream

Describing a weakened or sinking island, possibly representing a fading hope or dream.

'cause the life that lived is,

Suggesting the end of a life, a metaphorical death, with a life once lived now gone.

Is dead

Reinforcing the idea of loss and the wind intensifying, perhaps mirroring emotional turmoil.

And the wind screams Mary

Amplifying the emotional intensity of the wind, screaming and personifying it as "Mary."

Uh-will the wind ever remember

Pondering if the wind retains memories of past events, including the names it has blown.

The names it has blow in the past?

Highlighting the uncertainty of the wind's wisdom and whether it will persist into the future.

And with this crutch, its old age, and its wisdom

Using the wind's metaphorical crutch of old age to suggest its decline and finality.

It whispers no, this will be the last

Declaring that the current message from the wind is that there will be no more memories.

And the wind cries Mary

Repeating the refrain, emphasizing the ongoing lamentation in the sound of the wind as Mary.

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