Kevy Nova: Songs

Two sides of the same coin.

Reflections shine, the silver sun rays. Another time but yet the same place.

Did they see, and did they come here?

The silver sun's reflections in space.

Four corners connected as one, just to point up toward the sun.

Tightly wrapped, waiting in the dark for a promise they made in their hearts. Waiting in the dark, they lied in their hearts.

Did they believe in the gods that they made?

When slaves were kings and the kings became slaves?

God's children were saved by the blood on their doors while all the land had mourned for their first born.

Four corners connected as one, just to reach up for the sun.

Tightly wrapped, waiting in the dark for a promise they made in their hearts. Waiting in the dark, they lie in there...

 

© Kevy Nova