mary waits alone and counts to ten til her heart beats still and though she hates to do it all again she knows she will as always noone's wrong and noone's right she said the memory's unclear these thoughts belong in someone else's head it seems they're hard to hear and she says all the dreams in my head all the things that you said all the love in my bed now they're all washed away mary waited almost fifteen years then she spoke today she's separated from the things she hears a thousand miles away and she says all the dreams in my head all the things that you said all the love in my bed now they're all washed away and now begins the kick inside the ceiling spins the walls collide and down she goes and noone knows what to say and all her hopes are drowning in kaleidoscopes that twist and spin and as she falls she feels the walls give way all the dreams in my head all the things that you said all the love in my bed now they're all washed away now they're all washed away now they're all washed away now they're all washed away