ORION

Comets fly across the sky
Leaving trace of frozen fire
One can almost hear a sigh
Of universe,it’s like a wire
It connects time,eons and space,
Lots of phases left to chase
If constellations have a face

Orion’s shining
Orion’s shining

All the pictures I have drawn
All the memory I own
Everything’s turning to stone
What left earthly’s to be gone
I connect time,eons and space
In all of their saving grace
If constellations have a face

Orion’s shining
Orion’s shining


I can really feel
The hands of God
The hands of God
It’s so pure,it’s real
In hands of God
In hands of God

Orion’s shining
Orion’s shining