Christopher Miller

Lyrics

The man in the moon
Found a place in the sun
Where his children could play
Where his woman could come
She comes when she's called
She calls out his name
As Paradise falls
To the east of Eden
He don't hear nothing at all

The Lord of the orbit
Is chained to a star
The tides pull his sleeve
They tug at his heart
With his heart in his throat
His tongue remains tied
As he tries to call
To the east of Eden
He don't hear nothing at all

He was set in the sky
Like a pearl
In the eyes of God
It was arranged
It was ordained
He would wax
He would wane
High above
The hard land of Nod

A silver blue bow
As pale as a tear
He hangs by a thread
He trembles in fear
Then shrinking in silence
Will he be returned
To the glory that was?
To the east of Eden
There's only ashes and dust

Draped in a cloak
Made of dreams in the night
The mystery bathes
In a stream of pure light
From the deep sea of darkness
An arrow is shot
And it pierces his heart
To the east of Eden
He feels the warm waters part

The bones of the angels that fell
Dwell in the Sea Of Tranquility
Hot passion did run toward a duel in the sun
Where the tongues of fire still preach

The man in the moon
Found a place in the sun
Where his children could play
Where his woman could come
She comes when she's called
She calls out his name
As Paradise falls
To the east of Eden
He don't hear nothing at all

Copyright 1994