Eden, I'm Told
Eden's Whispered Tale: Yearning for Illumination
Lyrics
Deep in the heart of the hyacinth garden
Being in the center of a beautiful, flourishing garden.
I follow my herd through the pines
Following a group of like-minded individuals through a forest of pine trees.
From high beams, on breezes
From a distance, under the influence of bright lights and gentle winds.
They’re calling to me
They are beckoning or inviting the speaker.
Holding their face to mine
Connecting intimately, perhaps emotionally, with the others.
Bathe in the twilight
Immersing oneself in the evening's beauty.
I’ll wait for the next life
Being patient for a new beginning or a different existence.
Wade through the darkness
Navigating through difficult times or challenges.
And pray for the dawn
Hoping for a better future and praying for a new day.
Wide eyed and wondrous things to behold
Encountering extraordinary and awe-inspiring things.
Pale imitations and idols of gold
Facing less genuine imitations and materialistic pursuits.
Watch as the mountains around you come tumbling down
Observing the collapse of the surroundings.
Holding you close without making the slightest sound
Being embraced in silence during a moment of destruction.
Eden, I’m told.
Referring to a place or state called Eden.
Deep in the heart of the hyacinth garden
Back in the heart of the garden, away from the speaker's group.
I wander away from my pride
Wandering away from one's community or identity.
They’re terrorising and silencing me
Feeling oppressed and silenced by the speaker's own group.
Conjuring shapes in my mind
Creating imaginary forms or ideas in the mind.
Bathe in the twilight
Returning to the twilight and its beauty.
I’ll wait for the next life
Await for a new life with patience.
Wade through the darkness
Enduring challenges and darkness in the meantime.
And pray for the dawn
Continuing to hope for a brighter future.
Wide eyed and wondrous things to behold
Encountering remarkable and astonishing things again.
Pale imitations and idols of gold
Facing superficial imitations and materialistic values once more.
Watch as the skyline above you comes spiralling down
Observing the collapse of the sky or one's aspirations.
Holding you close without making the slightest sound
Experiencing a moment of destruction but still being held in silence.
Eden, I’m told.
Reiterating the concept of Eden as a reference or ideal state.
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