Blueberry Island

She hums to herself as She stares out at the wall
Starts to stand up but then has to break Her fall
Sometimes the tile feels so nice and cold
Sees pictures in Her head of the things She can't do anymore

Have you seen Her? Mary Christina? (A Woah-oah)
Have you seen Her? Mary Christina? (A Woah-oah)
(Bah-bah-bah-dum-bah-bah-bah-dum)

Sold Her bright yellow house when the stairs got too hard
Lives in an apartment two miles behind the mall
White stucco walls and a chain lock on her door
Marigolds and woodchips scatter the communal lawn

Have you seen Her? Mary Christina? (A Woah-oah)
Have you seen Her? Mary Christina? (A Woah-oah)
(Bah-bah-bah-dum-bah-bah-bah-dum)

Hotel by the highway had a sign shaped like a guitar
She dropped a letter at the desk and made Her way down the hall
Left a fifty for the maid and made Her peace with God
You can still hear Her humming if you listen really hard

Have you seen Her? Mary Christina? (A Woah-oah)
Have you seen Her? Mary Christina? (A Woah-oah)
(Bah-bah-bah-dum-bah-bah-bah-dum)