Feyleux - Mercury

Move closer to the sound
Of my voice in the dusk
When the dream is near at hand
Volitant is the thrush

Complications in the morning
Sing a song, fade to dust
Oh darling, when you hold me
I feel my blood will combust

When the ghosts of memory
Speak loudly in the night
Oh Mercury alright

Seven times the moon was rising
Severed ties we wrapped in vines
All the roots run in the gloaming
Transmission intertwined

When the ghosts of memory
Speak loudly in the night
Oh Mercury alright

When the conversations result in fight or flight
Oh Mercury, youre high......