Picture of Maryanne

These are the hands That hold the sun This is the water Where our life was first begun And these are the eyes That saw you lying there And this is the mind That will always remember I hold your hand With a heavy heart of lead The sky is black and gold And the moon is shining red Ah ah ah, ah ah I see you Mary Anne Ah ah ah, ah ah, but I'm not really here Ah ah ah, ah ah I see you Mary Anne Ah ah ah, ah ah, but what have I become? This is the sound Of a world without a name And here is the ocean Where history was raised And I was a young man Sailing on the sea And this was a new world And every child was free No we're not standing here On the poison shore Love is the empty place Where loneliness is born Ah ah ah, ah ah I see you Mary Anne Ah ah ah, ah ah, we never knew ourselves Ah ah ah, ah ah I see you Mary Anne Ah ah ah, ah ah, we're not really here Ah ah ah, ah ah I see you Mary Anne Ah ah ah, ah ah, but what have we become? --- Picture of Maryanne - Swans