PMe.R. - Spinning Gold Serenade

[Verse] It starts to dance on the table's face A tiny rebel in a gravity race Around and around it starts to fly Singing a song to the ceiling sky [Chorus] Spin spin tumble and glide A metal comet with nothing to hide In its own rhythm the world it defies A whirling whisper before it dies [Verse 2] Shapes of chance that gleam and gleam A silver spark in a gambler's dream It hums its chaos a quiet refrain Living fast in its delicate lane [Chorus] Spin spin tumble and glide A metal comet with nothing to hide In its own rhythm the world it defies A whirling whisper before it dies [Bridge] Caught between fate and a brittle sound Its freedom ends when it hits the ground Yet in that noise a magic's born Of random paths and edges worn [Verse 3] The music fades as the echo falls But it leaves behind its endless calls A twin of luck and destiny That little coin is wild and free