My splintered stoned Medusa Lies in places by the mirror
Snakes alive, but I die laughing on a chair
I'm juggling apples, I feel the grass grow 'round my feet
A perfumed candle plays the breeze that sweeps
From West to East
To me, to you
Out herein New Eden
We've learned from our mistakes This time around we'll make things better
I won't throw that stone - I'd rather send a letter
If it seems we're being asked to leave,
Then I'll take you by the hand
And together we'll expand
From West to East
From me From you
Out here in our New Eden