Staring at a black & white photograph I’d taken of a botanical garden gate, Adam and Eve walked into my mind. I considered them there, on the heels of their debacle and banishment, now on the outside of their Garden looking back in, barred from ever returning. I could feel their ache, their longing to return to the intimate fellowship they experienced with God on the inside. I thought of them, the gravity of their situation on their shoulders and hearts, standing there hand-in-hand, trying to catch glimpses of their Lord, wondering where he was, what he was doing, whether he missed them at all.

Lyrics

Old Man Hiding

Nobody knew it but he broke down crying ​​​​
He did the thing he never wanted to do​​​​​
Now when the sun and stars take turns hiding​​​​
Do they stop to think who’s hiding who?​​​​​

I want to know where the old man's hiding ​​​
I want to know what the old man sees​​​​
I want to know where the old man's hiding​​​
So I can picture it in my dreams​​​​​​

He has a way of disappearing in silence
Is he immune to all the chaos and shame?
But he has a way with the devils I’m fighting
Until what’s lost bows at what is gained

I want to know where the old man's hiding​​​
I want to know what the old man sees​​​​
I want to know where the old man's hiding​​​
So I can picture it in my dreams​​​​​​

In my mind I can see a new garden​​​​
Where the earth is being born again​​​​
But out here nothing works, and I can’t stop dying​​
Maybe I’ve been hiding all these years​​​​

I want to know where the old man's hiding​​​
I want to know what the old man sees​​​​
I want to know where the old man's hiding​​​
I want to picture it​​​​​​​
So I can picture it​​​​​​​
I want to picture it in my dreams