in the garden love is still alive

 
Eve was a masterpiece of grand design
her spirit shine like the sun
the creator and she had intellectual discussions--
while walking in the shade of the trees
Adam meantime studied the life therein

I think Eve was quite taken with the man himself
I sometimes wonder if this caused the mischief
you know Lucifer's jealousy
he wanted what wasn't his
he defiled a dream

entered in all kinds of pain and strife
disease and birth defects
the fallen angels interbred and the Nephilim were born
giants men of renown walked the Earth
all kinds of genetic problems followed

I think often of this beautiful garden dream
I can still hear their conversations echoing through time
the dream has not died I don't believe we've suffered in vain
it will come into fruition current interlopers are ordered back
I'm packing heat and he hung his head and said it's finished

his dream is alive in me