Generations
by Sara Groves
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I can taste the fruit of Eve. I'm aware
of sickness death and disease. The results
of her choices were vast. Eve was the first
but she wasn't the last. If I were honest
with myself, had I been standing at that
tree, my mouth and my hands would be covered
with fruit. Things I shouldn't know
and things I shouldn't see
CHORUS:
Remind me of this with every decision.
Generations will reap what I sow. I
can pass on a curse or a blessing
to those I will never know.
She taught us to fear the serpent. I'm
learning to fear myself and all of the
things I am capable of in my search for
acceptance, wisdom and wealth. To say
the devil made me do it is a cop-out
and a lie. The devil can't make me do
anything when I'm calling on Jesus Christ
CHORUS
To my great-great-great-granddaughter,
live in peace. To my great-great-great-grandson,
live in peace. To my great-great-great granddaughter,
live in peace. To my great-great-great-grandson,
live in peace, live in peace.
CHORUS
Eve was the first but she wasn't the last.
