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 rootless in my teach

So vacant in my breach

I drive the dirt of 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