Mercurian - Gold Class

You’re a crush and a whir

Take your shirt off and turn

What a racket it makes

The explosion of your heart

You’ve been losing days

In search of something to keep

Wrapped in air close and amber

Scoop it up with your fingers

Busy drawing the line

From intention to aim

You like them in control

And playing with pain

You’ve been losing days

In search of something to keep

See the air swift and reason

Pouring out from within you