Maryhill

If it rains, I know just where ill be

On Maryhill, beneath the trees

Down by the river, where the people come and see

The water

She skips a stone and it lands where I can't reach

And plays a song, like something from a dream

Maybe its the way it moves

Or how the notes go line to line

But I keep drifting further down the boardwalk

It sounds like

Maybe that's the way, you know

How everything should be

When you're on Maryhill

And you're floating with the breeze

Though if you go down farther

Down to Frenchman's bar

I'm sure the lights not very far

No no no, no no no

I spent a day, just to clear my mind

And drift away, her looking eyes

I sat in silence and watched her go away, again

She looks to me, and without a spoken word

Takes me to sleep and puts me in a dream

Maybe it's her gazing eyes

Take one look and then I'm hypnotized

I start drifting further down the river

And it sounds like

Maybe that's the way, you know

How everything should be

When you're on Maryhill

And you're floating with the breeze

But if you go down farther

Down to Frenchman's bar

I'm sure the lights aren't very far

No no no, no no no

And I recall the things she spoke to me

You said I'm wrong

But the truth will set you free

And wait around, for me, she said

For me, she said

But I don't care

No I don't care

Maybe that's the way, you know

How everything should be

And up on Maryhill

And you're floating manually

So if you go down farther

Down to Frenchman's bar

You'll see the lights aren't very far

No no no, no no no