Your hands are snakes that bite from the apple.
People will talk, laugh, then deny it.
The only thing that's left you'll have to swallow
Our tails are not the only things we chase
All you're left to hold is paradise
They'll send you away and then build a fire
Fan off the haze, suppress your desires
The only thing that's left you'll have to swallow
Our tails are not the only things we chase
But all you're left to hold is paradise that you've lost
You could change what you believe
And still Pandora sits within the fields of Babylon
You could cling, to what you feel
And yet the pain is caused by what you chose to focus on
Open your mind but keep it free
Our tails are not the only things we chase around
Hold your hands, out to receive
And all you're left to hold is paradise that you've lost
It is paradise that you've lost
Oh, paradise that you've lost
Paradise that you've lost
Paradise, paradise, paradise
