Liquid Silver

A wild one born
With no time to waste
Wings on his shoes
All ready to race
Got up to play
On his first day of birth
Full of fast ones
To lay on the Earth

A son of the thunder
By a simple quiet girl
The slick little trickster
Took off in a whirl
Full of trouble to make
And chains to yank
By dusk pulling off
His first epic prank

Oh, Mercury goes all over
Transiting every border
Heaven-sent hell-bent messenger
The Underworld’s conductor
Quick as liquid silver
In a position second to none
We’ve only just begun to run
Backward circles
Circles backward
Around the Sun

The Sun awoke one ancient dawn
To learn his sacred herds were gone
The tracks were fresh and the trail was clear
But the thief and the steer were nowhere near

Smoking out the culprit didn’t take long
For the air was filled with a strange new song
Music streaming from the whole world wide
Looming like thunder across the mountainside

On Mt. Parnassus the Muses were quite amused
And the petulant brat was summarily excused
For though Hermes had hustled the Sun
The upstart could out-charm anyone

Oh, Mercury goes all over
Transiting every border
Heaven-sent messenger
Underworld conductor
Quick as liquid silver
In a position second to none
We’ve only just begun to run
Backward circles
Circles backward
Around the Sun