Mercy Mercy - The Rare Occasions

There’s a break in your defenses

As the morning greys envelop all your senses

You never notice you’re shelved off to the side

'Till your dust is drifting through a stream of light

Please oh mercy!

Mercy!

I’ll make a deal

These endless days have lost their appeal

Uncle!

Uncle!

I’ve seen enough

Oh mercy mercy

In this state of unforgiveness

We feel the flowing waves of fortune getting viscous

And as you go to surrender your time

You see all you’ve given up and wonder why

Please oh mercy!

Mercy!

I’ll make a deal

These endless days have lost their appeal

Uncle!

Uncle!

I’ve seen enough

Oh mercy mercy

Please oh mercy!

Mercy!

I’ll make a deal

These endless days have lost their appeal

Uncle!

Uncle!

I’ve seen enough

Oh mercy mercy