Lay a hand upon the water   Well within, well within   Wash away to fair morrow   Ride ahead, ride ahead      Make your mark upon the rock   For another one, ashes tell tales   Fire gives faith, burn it up, burn it up   Burn it up, burn it up      She would waste not, not in struggle   No other shall there ever be   And what she is to love, listen, oh my brother   Is as the wind to mercury      Don't you pray of a heartless town   Or you'll be forced to flee   Don't you live in a soulless city   Or you'll have to leave      You don't need no place of birth   Hither to come home, many a night   Were you ready for your bed?   But your bed not ready for you      She would give of herself   And ask not return or eternity, yeah   And what she'd offer, listen, oh my brother   Is as the wind to mercury      And she'd hold not of another man   No other shall there ever be, no   And whom she would hold, listen, oh my brother   Is as the wind to mercury