Kavla
he was Thailand based
she was an airforce-wife.
He used to fly weekends
it was the easy life.
But then it turned around and he began to change.
She didn't wonder then
she didn't think it strange.
But then he got a call
he had to leave that night.
He couldn't say too much
but it would be all right.
He didn't need to pack - they'd meet the next night.
He had a job to do
flying to Cambodia.
And as the nights passed by she tried to trace the past.
The way he used to look
the way he used to laugh.
I guess she'll never know what got inside h
Throw Down the Sword
(Powell, Turner, Turner, Upton)
B. Feldman Co., Ltd./ Glenwood Music
In the fire, the king will come.
Thunder rolls, piper and drum.
Evil sons, overrun,
Count their sins - judgment comes.
The checkerboard of nights and days -
Man will die, man be saved.
The sky will fall, the earth will pray,
When judgment comes to claim its day.
See the word of the prophet
On a stone in his hand.
Poison pen revelation,
Or just a sign in the sand?
The checkerboard of nights and days -
Man will die, man be saved.
The sky will fall, the earth will pray,
When judgment comes to claim its day.
See the word of the prophet
On a stone in his hand.
Poison pen revelation,
Or just a sign in the sand?