Mary Miracle

Mary Miracle, you cried blood

Down the cheeks of the non-believers

On the marble floor, came a flood

On the television, disbelief and

I want to know how you, you came to value

The practice of dragging by the hair, those pals who

On their invisible crosses of their capitalist bosses

Who, in the trash, tossed out that red beating thought that

That all is not lost, and that belief at all cost, and

Mary Miracle, you cried blood

Down the thighs of the porcelain angels

There by the riverbed, thrashing in the mud

Swimming upstream, against all odds

Like a scene of wild horses, all those natural forces

That can't be coerced by all this language of non-myth

Hey, my life without it is just an opulent pageant

Of continuous non-death, I need that red beating thought that

That all is not lost, and that belief at all cost, and

That believe at all cost, and

Mary Miracle, you cried blood, yeah

Down the thighs of the porcelain angels

There on the riverbed, thrashing in the mud, yeah

Swimming upstream against all odds

Like a scene of wild horses, all those natural forces

That can't be coerced by all this language of non-myth

Hey, my life without it is just an opulent pageant

Of continuous non-death, I need that red beating thought that

That all is not lost, and that belief at all cost, and

I need that red beating thought that

That all is not lost, and that all is not lost, and

That believe at all cost, and

Mary Miracle, you cried blood