Secret World: Blood of Eden

I caught sight of my reflection
I caught it in the window
I saw the darkness in my heart
I saw the signs of my undoing
They had been there from the start
And the darkness still has work to do
The knotted chord’s untying
They’re heated and they’re holy
Oh they’re sitting there on high
So secure with everything they’re buying

In the blood of Eden
Lie the woman and the man
With the man in the woman
And the woman in the man
In the blood of Eden
Lie the woman and the man
We wanted the union
Oh the union of the woman
The woman and the man

My grip is surely slipping
I think I’ve lost my hold
Yes, I think I’ve lost my hold
I cannot get insurance anymore
They don’t take credit, only gold
Is that a dagger or a crucifix I see
You hold so tightly in your hand
And all the while the distance grows between you and me
I do not understand

At my request, you take me in
In that tenderness, I am floating away
No certainty, nothing to rely on
Holding still for a moment
What a moment this is
Oh for a moment of forgetting, a moment of bliss
Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

I can hear the distant thunder
Of a million unheard souls
Of a million unheard souls
Watch each one reach for creature comfort
For the filling of their holes

In the blood of Eden
Lie the woman and the man
With the man in the woman
And the woman in the man
In the blood of Eden
Lie the woman and the man
We wanted the union
Of the woman and the man

The blood of Eden keeps running through me
running through my veins
The blood of Eden keeps rushing through me
Till I’m sure there’s none that remains
The blood of Eden keeps running through me
running through my veins
The blood of Eden keeps running through me
Till I’m sure there’s none that remains

In the blood of Eden
We’ve done everything we can
In the blood of Eden
Saw the end as we began
With the man in the woman
And the woman in the man
It was all for the union
Oh, the union of the woman, the woman and the man.

Believing: Shells +

6 Responses to Secret World: Blood of Eden

  1. SeaClearly says:

    Contraband:

    The tree of knowledge was the tree of reason.
    That’s why the taste of it
    drove us from Eden. That fruit
    was meant to be dried and milled to a fine powder
    for use a pinch at a time, a condiment.
    God had probably planned to tell us later
    about this new pleasure.

    We stuffed our mouths full of it,
    gorged on but and if and how and again
    but, knowing no better.
    It’s toxic in large quantities, fumes
    swirled in our heads and around us
    to form a dense cloud that hardened to steel,
    a wall between us and God, Who was Paradise.

    http://inwardoutward.org/2015/10/02/contraband/

  2. johncoyote says:

    Good song and amazing poetry. Thank you.

  3. SeaClearly says:

    They Did Not Know

    In the age when life on earth was full, no one paid any
    special attention to worthy people,
    nor did they single out the person of ability.
    Rulers were simply the highest branches on the tree,
    and the people were like deer in the woods.
    They were honest and righteous without realizing that they were “doing their duty.”
    They loved each other and did not know that this was “love of neighbor.”
    They deceived no one yet they did not know that they were “people to be trusted.”
    They were reliable and did not know that this was “good faith.”
    They lived freely together giving and taking,
    and did not know that they were generous.
    For this reason their deeds have not been narrated.
    They made no history.

    http://www.inwardoutward.org/2015/09/11/they-did-not-know/

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