Martha Marcy May Marlene Page #5

In the falling wind, in the wind

And do me a favor, God

Won't you let Marlene come in?

The gymnasium door

The brass bound door

The jungle bird, the jungle bird

That you showed me

Her love was so clean

To tell the truth, Marlene

The sound of your tambourine

Still haunts me

We were so young then

Now that I'm old I know

Oh, I know

I loved you right then

I would've made Marlene let go

My friends in the bars

Hell, they only see the scars

And they do not give a damn

They do not give a damn

That I loved you

I don'! know why

But once you've seen the sky

You think you know all

birds are lovely

But there's snow on the ground

In Woodstock tonight

It's 22 years dead

Since I saw the light

The world did explode

At such a high-powered load

To run, to run, to run

Was all I left me

Up here there's breeze

High in the clouds we're free

To fly, to fly away was the lesson

And though the fire

That burned her life out

Left me a little more

lam a crippled singer

And it evens up the score

The ghost of her

It floats over there

And her smile, her smile, it seems

Seems so lonely

She gave me her hand

As I struck up the band

And she seemed to say

She seemed to say

"You're the only"

And then we danced

like two snow?akes

In the falling wind, in the wind

And do me a favor, God

Won't you let Marlene come in?

And do me a favor, God

Won't you let Marlene come in?

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