Apple (Radio Edit)

Follow 0 fans

Cinna

4:11

0 Views

 Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer

And I rock my baby down to sleep
And in doses, I begin to weep
They say death comes eventually, silent and without warning

They bring Apple back in a paper box
I pretend to smile, to laugh, and force myself to talk
He is absent, I tell myself not to see
So I'll erase him from my memory

For the next week, I slowly switched in between
Modes of mourning, working, smiling to seem
Like I'm stronger than what I believe
Like I'll pass it all off as a dream

If he's gone, is he really gone?
If I hold him in my arms
And I tell myself that death is just a cycle?
And is his lifeline tied to mine?
Will you swear that in due time
We will meet again, and if Hades calls then I'll go

He's not gone, not really gone
If you hold him in your arms
And convince yourself that death is just a cycle
And his lifeline's tied to yours (Earth shakes, leaves still sprout)
And I swear that time will cure (Greenery after the drought)
All the wounds even if now the grief feels tidal

Only buried, never gone
As you hold him in your arms
Loss will linger still, but death is just a cycle
What was here will always stay
He's still with you, in a way
And you'll meet again, I promise you someday

 Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer