It was one of those days
When the Sun shines hot
He told Gods heard prays
Making real dream’s plot
And the wind blows cold
Heating mercury to gold
Delirious
You made me so mysterious
I ring, you bring, Lords ring
Close to the Sun has burnt a wing
Falling down, loosing crown
Crawling crying like a clown
Don’t bite off more than you can chew
Get something borrowed, something blue
Give him an inch, he’ll take a mile
Work like a charm, he’ll make a pile
Delirious
You made it so mysterious
And the wind blows cold
Mining mercury from gold
It was one of those days
When the Sun shines hot
Delirious
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