Mercury

This unholy temptation grows,
it's an epidemic
sweeping through my soul.
Tell me my familiar,
should I dare to go
with my hand in his,
an unfurling rose.

Do good things come to those who wait
or do they wait forever.
We made a pact in blood and tears
that we could not be severed.

Nerves run high and resistance low,
and our misconceptions,
they begin to show.
But we're mercury,
and with heat we roll
back toward each other
to rejoin as whole.

Do good things come to those who wait
or do they wait forever.
We made a pact in blood and tears
that we could not be severed.
Though we trample every path,
though we stumble through the dark,
our souls are s‘till joined at the seams.
I would never take your dreams
away.