Marie Songtext
von David Berkeley

Wounded town where the winds won′t blow
The rain won't fall but the clouds won′t go
Where there's a fallen man, he hears a minor tune
There's an empty bed and there′s an empty room

With the shutters closed and the fire low
The rains won′t fall but the stars won't glow
Where there′s a lonely girl and her dress is torn
And no baby knows when her mother mourns

Oh, oh, oh Marie, it's not like me to fall apart
Oh, Marie, it′s not like me


Wounded town and the hill below
The rains won't fall but the winds won′t blow
Cause when a village turns into walls and holes
And a fathers hands can't patch these holes

Oh, oh, oh Marie, it's not like me to fall apart
Oh, Marie, it′s not like me

The old church roof caved in long ago
But its bell still rings so sad and slow
Cause when a body burns into smoke and soul
And a fathers hands can′t patch these holes
No, a fathers hands can't patch these holes

Oh, oh, oh Marie, it′s not like me to fall apart
Oh, Marie, it's not like
Oh, oh, oh Marie, it′s not like me to fall apart
Oh, Marie, it's not like
Oh, Marie, it′s not like
Oh, oh, oh Marie, it's not like me