Beyond the garden / kicking against the goads

Beyond the garden walks the stranger
Into a world misunderstood
With no name, he's but a number
Lost among the multitude
He's weary as he wanders
Through a desert endless mile
With no pillar cloud to guide him
And no fire to light the night
Beyond the garden

Beyond the garden calls the captive
Born in space a slave in time
While his conscience cries out guilty
He is sentenced to live a lie
And his prison of perception
For what truth can set him free
If he should ever find the answer
Has he the faith to then believe

Beyond the garden, he is lonely
He was not meant to be alone
And for what sin had separated
No greater love was to atone
Before the flood after the fire
Mercy remains upon her throne
And at Damascus you'll discover him
Kicking Against the Goads

Inside there are many mansions
Where paths are paved in gold
If they were not, no I would not tell you
'Bout a place prepared called home
Beyond the garden
Beyond the garden
Beyond the garden
Beyond the garden