Lyrics:
Lay a handUpon the waterWell within, well withinWash awayTo fair morrowRide ahead, ride aheadMake your markUpon the rockFor another oneAshes tell talesFire gives faithBurn it up burn it upBurn it up burn it upShe would waste not, not in struggleNo other shall there ever beAnd what she is to love, listen oh my brotherIs as the wind to mercuryDon't you prayOf a heartless townOr you'll be forced to fleeDon't you liveIn a soulless cityOr you'll have to leaveYou don't needNo place of birthHither to come homeMany a nightWere you ready for your bedBut your bed not ready for youShe would give of herselfAnd ask not return or eternityAnd what she'd offer, listen oh my brotherIs as the wind to mercuryAnd she'd hold not, of another manNo other shall there ever beAnd whom she would holdListen oh my brotherIs as the wind to mercury