They could see all of paradise at first
And of course they fell in love
But what were they closed to
That the beautiful garden snake
Could promise her he'd open
If she just ate this apple I mean
Are there two sets of eyes
That open on different worlds
Where they floated for a while
Resting on a leaf where they moulted
Casting off their invisible skin
It has been centuries settling in
Too long under this borrowed light
For our paradise eyes not to open again
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