My book held
And it was silence
And I laid it on
The altar of your tongue
And your voice broke
Thru Eden’s soul
And did you know
I could tune anything
To music from that garden
Spirit and matter
Come alive bound us
In sound
My book held
And it was silence
And I laid it on
The altar of your tongue
And your voice broke
Thru Eden’s soul
And did you know
I could tune anything
To music from that garden
Spirit and matter
Come alive bound us
In sound
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