Apple Tree

In truth It's like the garden of a careless man Unaffected by a mortal hand Yet perfectly tended In bloom Wild flourish of forgotten land Like Eden couldn't find a garden hand When paradise ended Soon While I assumed the harvest compromised The brilliant chaos had me so surprised By the fruits it extended Well, time grows strange like an apple tree Still I toil and I pine, I pine Unknown and sung like a melody Womb Awakened her with life again Like a river through a holy land The conflict it's holding And who's there? (Who's there?) The glow of laughter just beyond the door (Beyond the door) The heartache stopped when sorrow cut it short With her blood on the pine floor Well, time grows strange like an apple tree Still I toil and I pine, I pine Unknown and sung like a melody Someone else will write La da da da da da La da da da da da And it's playing without sound On the airplane seat backs now The displays are ranging Calm then crazy I look round and round for weather Weather, oh Time grows strange like an apple tree Still I hope, but I'm fine, I'm fine Unknown, it's unlike most anything So it must be mine (Mine) So it must be mine