The Long Lost Band - Quality of Mercy Lyrics

The quality of mercy doesn't release me
Only a drop
To kill my thirst
I remember it feels good
When I think I'm alone
Through my inner desert
You ride on an Arabian horse
A trap for the hunter

A spiral in my logic
A spiral in my heart
Leads me back to your love
Where all the dreams can start

Memories of gold
And infinite plastic
Ride the silk road to the lost future
We lost our treasures and spices

Call me from the foothills
Dust and colour vision
I'll wash your feet with humour
Feed you milk and honey

Memories of gold
And infinite plastic
Ride the silk road to the lost future
We lost our treasures and spices
We burned our treasures and spices
We drowned our treasures and spices