Broadway Mary is conversing with her sleeve
She talks with cats they speak to her in Portuguese
Her eyes are clear and grey focused somewhere far away
I wonder where she is today
She loves the sound of thunder
She says God is laughing now
It breaks the silence of the pa**ing crowd
It keeps her warm somehow
Broadway Mary walks alone below the tower
She looks so beautiful I follow her for hours
She won't notice me as I watch silently
she is almost free
She loves the sound of thunder
She says God is laughing now
It breaks the silence of the pa**ing crowd
It keeps her warm somehow
Broadway Mary lies in the shadow of a door
And Mary flies on wings she never had before
I love the sound of thunder
I know Mary's laughing now
It breaks the silence of the pa**ing crowd
It keeps me warm somehow