Hand To The Sound - Division Day

The adders curled around her

Slithering through the windows

Singing «Serpentina

We are your only cover now

Put your hand to the sound

These are the scales you’ll call your own

We’ll come back in August, after the fall

It turns this all red»

Jackals poured around him

Slinking in through the front door

Singing «Canaferal, we are your only refuge now

Put your hand to the sound

This is the fur you’ll call your own

We’ll come back in December, after the winter

Turns this all blue»

Down the shore, down too low

You’ll find the floor, the undertow

Sparrows swarmed around her

Fluttering down the chimney

Singing, «Aviana, we are your only harbor now

Put your hand to the sound

These are the quills you’ll call your own

We’ll come back in April, after the spring

It turns this all green»

Down the shore, down too low

You’ll find the floor, the undertow