Mercuriana

I rolled through fields of poppies
I arrived when the sunflower turned
The season of songs is coming
The road breathes life into the heart.

Wandering love, a flower for just one day
A scent so perfect, fleeting
Coins reflecting new suns
In the hands of whoever pays for my song.

Wandering love, a flower for just one day
A scent so perfect, fleeting
Coins reflecting new suns
In the hands of whoever pays for my song.

We walk on the edge of the world
Making our home in a corner
The world is part light and part shadow
And I’m part strength and part indecision.

Wandering love, a flower for just one day
A scent so perfect, fleeting
Coins reflecting new suns
In the hands of whoever pays for my song.

If you come with me, I fear not for life
For it’s what we have in common
Touching with our hands the mysteries
Songs that haven’t been born yet.

Wandering love, a flower for just one day
A scent so perfect, fleeting
Coins reflecting new suns
In the hands of whoever pays for my song.