Mary Paroles

She says "How long have I been sleeping?
and why do I feel so old?
why do I feel so cold?
my heart is saying one thing
but my body won't let go."

With trembling hands she reaches up
a stranger's flesh is offered

And I would be the last to know
I would be the last to let it show
and I would be the last to go

Take her hand
she will lead you through the fire
give you back hope
and hope that you don't take
too much respecting what is left

She cradled us, she held us in her arms
And I would be the last to know
and I would be the last to let it show
and I would be the last to go

Mary walks