When the sky meets water and turns to flame,
Over there I know it will do the same
Gold exchanged for gold, velvet for velvet
Azure for azure, scarlet for scarlet.
A time to witness a King’s tragic fall
As the eye of life closes, consumes all.
The Silver Queen then wanders the night
While the King rises once more to a show of light.
It is there you will be under the grace of the King,
While in darkness I remain with the crickets who sing;
They sing for the Queen, of her woe and plight
As she searches for her king alone in flight
‘Til finally they unite in the in-between
Where fire yet burns and crickets not seen
The King with his Queen, the Queen her King
In that fleeting moment, bliss does sing.
