We are androgynous double-faced beings,
one looking forward and one looking back.
Formed in the light of the throne in the sky,
we are never alone and we never die.

Two forms of dust, of the one and the many;
a vapor to moisten them both into clay.
Two hands to form us, to guide us and shape us,
until we are ready to walk away.

We are, we are, we are,
we are, we are, we are.

We are androgynous double-faced beings,
torn from each other and rendered in two.
Two flaming swords guard the garden of Eden,
but I won’t go back there without you.

A song about Lilith, midrash on Genesis 1. (With gratitude to the brilliant scholar Dr. Avivah Zornberg, and to John Darnielle of the Mountain Goats—I borrowed from both of them for this song.)