Dan Allford - Apples

Any apples in your tree for me?
Any leftover meat?
Here alone along the fields
They're glazed by the winds
Here alone all on the fields
They sing to the space
Are their birthdays all the same?
Do they have a different way?
Are they blessings that grow
Or lessons lost below?
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
When the apples fall down
And die
Are they aching?
They hold a promise
And a purpose
Gently breathing in the calm
Herald comings
Little teethings
Tiny kingdoms
Wrapped in ribbons
In the blooms
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Any answers?
Any answers?
Any answers to this?
Any answers?
Any answers to this?
Any answers?

Written by:
Daniel Allford

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