Lyrics:
My feet touch the weeping earth
On the seasons first day
Staunchly parched and in a daze
The golden apples kept me awake
By the house I found a sign
"Billie Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I got to plow"
And mama said, "It was
Joe never had a lick of sense pass the biscuits please
There's five more acres in the lower forty I got to plow
And mama said it was a shame about
daisy grey-blue
You're smilin' now but you'll find out
They'll use you up and spit you out now
Your head's spinnin' in diamonds and clouds
But
face in your hair
And he hands you the apple core
Then he touches your lips now so suddenly bare
Of all the kisses we put on some time before
While they'r courted by the knights from the palace of love
They are all dressed in white with flowers of palest colour
They are all singing songs
with money and diamond cluster
Let's talk in layman terms
Rotten apples and big worms, early birds and poachers
New York is evil at its core, so those
brilliance
These niggaz hoboes
Nechrophiliacs eat expired chocho
Stomped by my 7 Bordeaux
Store ur corps in a 66 bronco
Set to flames on a grassy knoll
and photographs
you won't believe they're holding back
Golden beers and companies
but underneath they're all alone
Families in misery
surrounded by the lunatics
to blow the fire aflame
But something rustled on the floor
And someone called me by my name
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
"Well Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
'N' Mama said it was
"Well Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
'N' Mama said it was
At the heart of some kind of flower
Stuck in glitter, strands of saliva
Won't you get me right where the hurt is?
And the waves come in and they're golden
I used to sit in a big apple tree
Welcome the sun as he shone down on me
Watch the fruit ripen, smell the land grow
Felt the fall rains get colder
from flower to flower i used to roam,
got to callin it, callin it home
sweet tooth
from flower to flower i used to roam
led me to my honeycomb
i got
cpple butter from the apples of the tree out back
There's some cookies in the oven if you'd like a snack
Off in the distance you might here a little
Be still for a second while I try and try to pin your flowers on
La, la, la, la, la
Can you carry my drink, I have everything else
I can tie my
is nothing
That is not present in the flower
We see sunshine, we see the rain
We see clouds, we see everything)
You bring me warmth
Like I'm by fire
again
Golden cobweb painted by the sun
An old house forgotten in the glade
Dust and grain scattered by the wind
And flowers fading in the shade
So
Unsatisfying hand gesture to his co-workers
In the conference room, and rushed home
A couple of days later, the house was full of various dishes
Flowers, fruit
cider
I like my apple in my juice that's final
And don't lose it like Pep that's final
I'm the avatar now that's final
I'm gonna leave you in a mess
Miley Cyrus
That's a tear in my eye that I ain't cried
It's some paths to a milli homie, you ain't tried
I count ten by fives, I'm always halfway there
ancestors
The gods of your ancestors salute you
They draw you in, they draw you through
They thaw, they draw you through that golden door
Morning boy,
salvation is freeing
It's all in the heavens, can't you see
You can always depend on me
To give you love
Love is a flower in my soul (oh love)
Love is
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