This Is Paradise (But Not For Us)

I finally understand it, Lord
The tree of life, the flaming sword
I know now why you turned us both away
But Eve and I, we're getting bored
First we die and then we're born
But we don't know what to make out of this clay

This is paradise, but not for us
It's for rays of light and specks of dust
The black and white piano keys of days
We sing between your ivory teeth
Our voices rise and fall beneath
The sweet psychotic melodies you play (you)

(Ooh) Eve's got grass stains on her clothes
(Ooh) I've got dirt all over me, yeah
(Ooh) we don't know where this river goes
(Ooh) still we follow where it leads us

Well, Jesus was a genius
But I prefer his early stuff
No one talks that much 'bout carpentry these days
But there's plenty you can do with wood
I'd build a cabin if I could
Someplace where the trees aren't filled with snakes

I met a snake once in a tree
I swear to God it spoke to me
Said "I've got something you and your lady both should taste"
Well, back then we were down to try
Anything, thought we'd never die
Never knew a fruit could make you feel this strange (Eve)

(Ooh) Eve's got grass stains on her clothes
(Ooh) I've got dirt all over me, yeah
(Ooh) we don't know where this river goes
(Ooh) but still you follow where it leads you

Well, knowledge is as knowledge does
And good and evil's relative
But beauty's something that's beyond belief
A garden's a good place to grow
But I prefer a wild rose
The kind that once you pick you're bound to bleed

Now, Eve and I, we walk toward
A sunset painted on cardboard
Like a couple cut out from a magazine
I finally understand it, Lord
The tree, the snake, the flaming sword
And I thank you for the fruit you offered me, yeah