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Alchemy


Cerian Cantwr            


verse 1:
There are those who crave great danger -
Dare to dance the razorís edge.
They would rather ride the thunder,
Walk a tightrope or a ledge.
If a life thatís lived too safely
Makes you wish that you were dead.
Think the army lifeís too timid?
Be an alchemist instead.

chorus:
We turn base metals into gold,
Experiment with salts and mold -
A life exciting as can be,
The mystic art of alchemy.
We grind up powder oh so fine,
Mix arsenic with iodine,
Then add some sulfur to a cup,
And BOOM, we find ourselves blown up.

verse 2:
Now many may disparage us
And think us bloody fools.
Itís true that actuarials
Place us in high risk pools.
A house roof is transitory -
Up it blows, then down it falls.
You will truly be successful,
When you blow out all four walls.

verse 3:
In colleges of alchemists
the buildings will get wrecked.
Detonations bang together
In a Doppler effect.
Through the course of each semester,
The explosions make a tune.
You can sometimes set your sundial
By the phases of the boom.

Ending Tag:
By the phases of the boom.
By the phases of the boom.
You can sometimes set your sundial
By the phases of the boom.


© 2017 Charles Grab






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