Rotten Apples
Dirty your face
With longing and grace, God-given
Suffer her heart
And love her when your love goes unrequited
Where the cool winds blow
I must surely go
For my love calls me below to drag her
from the depths of my soul
When will I see her again?
The other side of friends
The darkened claws of death
The empty breath desire
Dirty your face
With longing and grace, God-given
Suffer her heart
And love her when your love goes unrequited
Restless in my speech
And ruthless in my teach
So vacant in my breach
I drive the dirt up her garden
Sorrow
She'll never listen again
No other lovers to bend
Just rotten apples to eat
Just letter yellowed distant scorn
Dirty your face
With longing and grace, God-given
Suffer her heart
And love her when your love goes unrequited
Life just fades away
Purity just begs
Dust to dust, we're wired into sadness