Be Destined

God tells me
"Hey, you made of dirt, don’t eat the fruit
from the tree of good and evil in the center of the garden."

God asks me
"Hey, you made of dirt, why are you covering up?
Why did you eat that forbidden fruit?"

Another me lives different lives every night
Now, another me has been cast out of the garden

Be destined, so tonight I seek another dream
Even the fears no one knows, I embrace
Be destined, to keep this world just out of sight
so no one notices, not even God, I can deceive

Another me lives different lives every night
Now, another me has been burned on the cross