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