The Wind Cries Mary
Xavier Rudd Lyrics


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After all the jacks are in their boxes
And the clowns have all gone to bed
You can hear happiness staggering on down the street
Footsteps dressed in red
And the wind whispers Mary
A broom is drearily sweeping
Up the broken pieces of yesterdays life
Somewhere a queen is weeping
Somewhere a king has no wife
And the wind, it cries Mary
The traffic lights, they turn, uh, blue tomorrow
And shine their emptiness down on my bed
The tiny island sags down stream
'cause the life that lived is,
Is dead
And the wind screams Mary
Uh-will the wind ever remember
The names it has blow in the past?
And with this crutch, its old age, and its wisdom




It whispers no, this will be the last
And the wind cries Mary

Overall Meaning

Xavier Rudd's rendition of Jimi Hendrix's The Wind Cries Mary is a poignant and thought-provoking piece about the fragility of life and the inevitability of change. The first verse speaks of a sense of melancholy after a party, as the happiness that once seemed so tangible is now reduced to a faint memory. The second verse speaks of the mundane tasks of daily life - sweeping up broken pieces and weeping queens, juxtaposed with the broader existential questions that plague us. The third verse speaks of the passage of time and the death of a way of life - the traffic lights that once shone brightly now seem empty, the tiny island sags under the weight of what once was. The wind, personified as Mary, cries for what has been lost, for the names and lives that it has blown away. And yet, the wind also whispers with a certain finality, recognizing that this is the last time it will blow these names.


The lyrics suggest a sense of disillusionment and despair, but also a certain acceptance of the impermanence of life. The wind, Mary, becomes a metaphor for the fleeting nature of existence, blowing through our lives and leaving little trace behind. The song is a reminder to seize the day, to appreciate the moments of happiness when they come, and to recognize that all things must eventually pass.


Line by Line Meaning

After all the jacks are in their boxes
Once everyone has done what they were supposed to do and gone to bed


And the clowns have all gone to bed
And all the distractions and entertainments have ceased


You can hear happiness staggering on down the street
You can hear someone who appears to be happy, but is actually not doing well, walking down the street


Footsteps dressed in red
The footsteps belong to someone who is pretending to be happy, but is actually in pain


And the wind whispers Mary
The wind carries a sad and mournful message


A broom is drearily sweeping
Someone is doing a difficult and tedious job


Up the broken pieces of yesterdays life
Cleaning up the remains of what has already happened


Somewhere a queen is weeping
Someone in a position of power and privilege is experiencing great sadness


Somewhere a king has no wife
Someone who should have a partner is alone and unhappy


And the wind, it cries Mary
Again, the wind carries a mournful message


The traffic lights, they turn, uh, blue tomorrow
A shift is coming, but it may not be positive


And shine their emptiness down on my bed
This shift may leave the artist feeling empty and alone


The tiny island sags down stream
Things are getting worse, and even small things are impacted


'Cause the life that lived is, is dead
Things have changed so much that the way of life that existed before is gone


And the wind screams Mary
Once again, the wind is carrying a mournful message


Uh-will the wind ever remember
The artist is questioning whether the world will remember what has happened


The names it has blow in the past?
Whether or not the world will remember the people who have been affected by these changes


And with this crutch, its old age, and its wisdom
The wind is old and wise, but its message is still sad


It whispers no, this will be the last
The world is changing irrevocably, and things will never be the same


And the wind cries Mary
Once again, the wind carries a mournful message




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JIMI HENDRIX

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