Genesis
I:
You give me nutrition with your eyes...
Oh, oh…
You nurture me with your soul…
Oh, oh…
(x3)
an acoustic guitar and sitar melody starts
V1:
Apple, an apple, from the garden tree-
I was born again before the sun rose.
Your body was my house.
Your heart was my home.
Brushing your hair
with a seafoam comb.
Your mind was my respite,
Your soul was made out of my bones.
I picked an apple right off the tree
But Tantalus forbade me
and I started to bleed.
B:
The love of many lifetimes
Please take it from my hands
Oh, oh…
C:
Created from a seed
So very deep underground
Small bug and beetle
You found me, you found me,
at last, at last, my fair old friend.
By a shining lake we lay
Two souls formed from endless clay
Genesis of a new day, new day,
Sitting in silence, I heard the wise old wind say-
“Our love has been born again, dear friend.”
B:
O snake, what is your word?
“Eloi, Eloi, Lama Sabachthani?”
O bear, what is your wisdom?
“Rip the roof off.
Let the light in.”
O dove, what is your wish?
“Come outside, come live with me,
*Let us sit on the grass under our own fig tree.”
V2:
Where there were once seeds, now there are roots
The angels left a big red rose at your tomb
I brought it to you and it began to bloom
The mermaids left a tulip on the shore
and the sirens sang a hymn underneath the waterfall.
I watered you
and you watered me
beneath our garden’s fig tree,
You reached for the fruit
a prick in your thumb
something came from the blood
it fed the roots some.
PC:
“Now we are here” (hold me)
Yes, it’s true.
“Let’s go over there” (a heart turned true)
Yes, oh, yes,
I will follow you.
C:
Created from a seed
So very deep underground
Small bug and beetle
You found me, you found me,
at last, at last, my fair old friend.
By a shining lake we lay
Two souls formed from endless clay
Genesis of a new day, new day,
Sitting in silence, I heard the wise old wind say-
“Our love has been born again, dear friend.”
V3:
Like Sisyphus in love
walk through the fire
Footprints in the grass
in our garden bower
You swam through the white noise
fought back against the waves.
Thank you, thank you-
but it’s me you’ve saved.
O:
Sound of several birds chirping
A soft whisper
“Amor fati…”
A kiss