mary come morning the angels will come pick up the scraps
mary some gun has taken the sun from the cast
mary this love some days doesn't seem it will last
mary will you come if I beg, if I sing, if I ask

If the sun won't shine on you -
don't deny what you've always known to be true
There's a hole inside where you silently hide
behind fear of speaking the truth
And you won't show your face in the light
So you pray for her grace in the night

mary come morning the angels will sing and will laugh
they will lift our souls from the water up onto the raft
mary this love may it carry us home to you fast
mary will you come as we sing as we free you at last

Let the sun… let the sun… let the sun come…
Let the sun… let the sun… let the sun come…
Let the sun… let the sun… let the sun come…
Aren't you the lucky one? Aren't you the lucky one?
Aren't you the sun?
Aren't you the lucky one? Aren't you the lucky one?
Aren't you the sun? come, sun, come....

Mary...