((( The Practical Seer )))

[Sacateca]

All the people are in their houses
and most sounds have gone to bed
You can hear happiness in the ocean
My footsteps left in sand
And the wind whispers Mary

The wind continually sweeping
Away the broken pieces of yesterdays life
Somewhere a queen is weeping
Somewhere a king has no wife
And the wind, it cries Mary

(my lead break)

Will the wind ever remember
The names it has blown in the past
And with it's sound, it's age, and it's wisdom
It whispers no, this won't be the last
And the wind cries Mary


COMMENT:

I improved on the lyrics,

eliminated one verse and will add a lead break