Come and Buy

Arthur Brown

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    God-brother, you lie

    When you see a fire burning inside your minds eye
    Breathe the meaning of the flames before you let them die
    Let them burn you through until you know that you can fly
    Twisting, turning, falling, burning
    Roaring balls of fire
    Eyes that see them have no need
    Of guides to span the wire
    Let the flames burn you right through
    To low the burns through higher

    Come and see
    Come and buy

    I can sell you the love
    I can buy you the morning sun

    You can buy sun from the morning
    From suns to the set in the morning for tea
    Pockets of love but nothing to buy
    Crystals of beauty, the mountain, the sea
    Something that ain't through a mind full of pride
    Going hands with the sun and set yourself free
    Come and see
    Come and buy
    Come and buy, buy my love

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    Sleeping sunsets sweat their beauty
    Melting at your feet
    Take your mind through sacred fire
    Leaving you complete

    Let the flames burn you so hard
    There can be no re-treat
    Floating, drooping, looping, turning
    Roaring balls of fire
    Light the pathway you must take
    To drag you from the mire
    Sooth the darkness from your feet
    Burn down your funeral pyre

    Come and see
    Come and buy

    I can sell you the love
    I can sell you the morning sun

    You can buy sun from the morning
    From suns to the set in the morning for tea
    Pockets of love but nothing to buy
    Crystals of beauty, the mountain, the sea
    Something that ain't through a mind full of pride
    Going hands with the sun and set yourself free

    Come and see
    Come and buy
    Buy my fire
    Buy my fire

    Eyes are glaring on your face
    Watching you below
    Take the sun that sweats at midnight
    Burning you below

    See the sun as it sweats with beauty
    Burning through the fire
    Feeding on your soul, so deep
    Fire
    Come and buy my
    Fire
    Come and buy my fire
    Come and buy
    Buy my fire

    Why is it so cold down here?
    So cold
    Let me in
    The price of your entry is sin
    Go away, then return
    Know which face you have to turn
    Eyes are glaring
    Voice's flaring
    Whoa!

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