Twenty eight thousand years ago In winds of jasper Heavy stood wood against the stone Arrow bent past her She watched as you came falling Through air where you were bare Closing on both her hands You were in bound gold
Hera In the morning she'll wake you Come the hour of hera In the morning she'll wake you
Twenty eight thousand years ago By arms of jasper Ready as you came close to share Water drew 'round her Colors were rich and fair You'd never dared to care But as your head grew soft and calm You were in bound gold
