A beautiful garden, a couple, the tree A plan and a purpose for humanity Creator in anguish, comes searching with cries Blame and denial, fig leaves and lies Cut off, but not for Himself, self. For you, for you, you. A vision, a prophet, an angel, a word A time of probation, a twist toward absurd Anointed One comes forth the very last week Then in the middle Messiah would be... Cut off, but not for Himself, self. For you, for you, you. For you.