November, the life once led infecter slips away subdued.
Bury the ash in the Bronx, Ms. Mary Mallon.
So only memories may remain whilst endured through infamy.
But if conditions were simple as being the way we appear
We would not have known the name of bearer
And aid in the expanse of fierce disease.
Disharmony 'tween the way which she appeared
And the malaise she caused through a cause.
From the shorelines of great rolling greens,
From pressured tumultuous life they came 'cross waters chance that they'd just be.
So had she, had Mary 14.
Turning the century she had found purpose in delivering fouled sustenance house-cooking
But twenty-two infections brought light to patterns,
Grounds for isolation set, executed
And recalled should sickness never be spread through such means again.
But passionate paths rarely redirect thus quarantine would remain life quarters until fading days.
No soul would have asked for such despairing fate.
We can't deny, can't deny she'd be rueful.
No, it was a birth right she would not outlive.
As they said and they said and they said she was death she'd speak out but she would not outlive.
No matter how much she wished she'd simply be this is how she'd exist.
Bury the ash in the Bronx, Ms. Mary Mallon.
So only memories may remain whilst endured through infamy.
But if conditions were simple as being the way we appear
We would not have known the name of bearer
And aid in the expanse of fierce disease.
Disharmony 'tween the way which she appeared
And the malaise she caused through a cause.
From the shorelines of great rolling greens,
From pressured tumultuous life they came 'cross waters chance that they'd just be.
So had she, had Mary 14.
Turning the century she had found purpose in delivering fouled sustenance house-cooking
But twenty-two infections brought light to patterns,
Grounds for isolation set, executed
And recalled should sickness never be spread through such means again.
But passionate paths rarely redirect thus quarantine would remain life quarters until fading days.
No soul would have asked for such despairing fate.
We can't deny, can't deny she'd be rueful.
No, it was a birth right she would not outlive.
As they said and they said and they said she was death she'd speak out but she would not outlive.
No matter how much she wished she'd simply be this is how she'd exist.