Hera - Justin Nozuka

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

Hera

In the morning she’ll wake you

Come the hour of Hera

In the morning she’ll wake you