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29 Jul 2009

Maria, Full of Grace


I saw the beauty in her eyes
And though I searched, I could not recognise a soul
Well she was blind from compromise
And as she talked, I recognised that time had taken toll


And she would stop herself from smiling
But the bottle was beguiling
She’s satisfied in silence as she sits
And she’s satisfied with silence ‘cause it fits
Oh yeah, it fits
I saw the sadness in her sighs
And as I watch, I know she tries to make amends
I’ve seen the days that she’ll despise, inconspicuous disguise
And time had taken toll on her wits
And you would never hear her laughter
Here on in or ever after
She’s satisfied in silence as she sits
And she’s satisfied with silence ‘cause it fits
Oh yeah, it fits


‘cause when I saw my sweet Maria
She was lonesome and afraid
And through the night-time she was crying on the pillow as she said
And though she longs for me to free her
No more a mistress than a maid
She would stop herself from trying
‘cause she was lonesome and afraid


I saw the weakness in her words
And though she’d speak, I never heard it from her heart
And they were often quite absurd, it’s just the way that she preferred
As time had slowly taken her apart
And she would stop herself from speaking
Of the freedom she was seeking
She’s satisfied in silence as she sits
And she’s satisfied with silence ‘cause it fits
Oh yeah, it fits
I saw the darkness in her days
And she would spend her time just gazing at the wall
And her friends would say it’s just a phase, and plod-along with old clich├Ęs
As time had taken toll
I saw the curtains were concealing
She was certain of the feeling
She’s terrified in silence as she sits
But she’s satisfied with silence ‘cause it fits
Oh yeah, it fits


‘cause when I saw my sweet Maria
She was lonesome and afraid
And through the night-time she was crying on the pillow as she said
And though she longs for me to free her
No more a mistress than a maid
She would stop herself from trying
‘cause she was lonesome and afraid

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