
If they had never bit the fruit
Verse 1: Beneath the trees where silence grew, The river sang, the skies were blue. No shame, no pain, no fall from grace, Just sunlight dancing on her face. Verse 2: The serpent coiled but spoke no word, His tempting voice remained unheard. They turned away with hearts still pure, And paradise would long endure. Chorus: If they had never bit the fruit, No curse to bear, no branch to shoot. No thorns, no dust, no gates of flame, We’d walk the world without a name. Verse 3: No need for cloth to hide their skin, No war, no hunger, loss, or sin. The stars would still be close and kind, And time would never leave us blind. Chorus: If they had never bit the fruit, No song of sorrow to transmute. No need for saviors, blood, or blame, Just hand in hand, and just the same. Bridge: Would love still bloom without the fall? Would we still dream, still long at all? Or did the pain and knowledge gained Give soul to what the flesh contained? Final Chorus (soft, reflective): If they had never bit the fruit, Would silence sing? Would roots take root? The garden lost, the price we pay— Yet still we search it, every day.

