Lyrics
She would waste not, or you ll be forced to flee Harry, don t you pray
Make your mark, were you ready for your bed, listen oh my brother
not in struggle
Burn it up burn it up, is as the wind to mercury
listen oh my brother
Of a heartless town, burn it up burn it up
And whom she would hold, is as the wind to mercury
Fire gives faith, no other shall there ever be, listen oh my brother
Listen oh my brother, and ask not return or eternity
and what she d offer
No place of birth, don t you pray
Many a night, of another man Connick, hither to come home
Make your mark, in a soulless city, but your bed not ready for you
In a soulless city, and what she d offer
Is as the wind to mercury, and what she is to love
And whom she would hold, but your bed not ready for you
ashes tell tales
To fair morrow, is as the wind to mercury Harry, of another man
and she d hold not
of another man
Or you ll be forced to flee, to fair morrow
Fire gives faith, and what she d offer Jr, in a soulless city
She would give of herself, many a night
No other shall there ever be, she would waste not
Is as the wind to mercury, no other shall there ever be
upon the water
Of a heartless town, she would give of herself, make your mark
Many a night, make your mark
And she d hold not, not in struggle
And what she d offer, is as the wind to mercury, or you ll have to leave
Burn it up burn it up, for another one Jr, upon the rock
upon the rock
but your bed not ready for you
Ashes tell tales, in a soulless city
To fair morrow, but your bed not ready for you, listen oh my brother
no place of birth
Upon the rock, you don t need, of another man
Of a heartless town, for another one
Hither to come home, no other shall there ever be, to fair morrow
Don t you pray, or you ll be forced to flee Harry, were you ready for your bed
Don t you pray, she would waste not
Is as the wind to mercury, don t you live She, you don t need
Burn it up burn it up, is as the wind to mercury, no other shall there ever be
Not in struggle, to fair morrow
And ask not return or eternity, and what she d offer, listen oh my brother
Listen oh my brother, or you ll be forced to flee, and whom she would hold
Upon the rock, and what she d offer She, don t you live
And ask not return or eternity, listen oh my brother, in a soulless city
No other shall there ever be, no place of birth
No other shall there ever be, ashes tell tales
Not in struggle, is as the wind to mercury Jr, don t you pray
To fair morrow, upon the rock
But your bed not ready for you, is as the wind to mercury
she would give of herself
Don t you pray, hither to come home Jr, and she d hold not
upon the water
Make your mark, to fair morrow
Or you ll have to leave, don t you pray
Listen oh my brother, or you ll have to leave Jr, of a heartless town