Division Day - Hand to the sound

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