"The Apple Song" lyrics

"The Apple Song"

Shooting stars down from your eyes
I'm sitting here it's no surprise
That you cannot oblige me
Nor the well of fear that swells
Inside our bellies and our minds
Never let's us fall behind
The race that we all love so much
And laugh and talk and smile about

And all hail to the sun
That lifts the frost off our closed eyelids
It makes us realise that we are fucking up our lives
But we are having a good time
We are all getting along
So let's just party like we never knew
And dance and sing and laugh about it

Sometimes I just wonder how far the apple falls
Falls from the tree

Sometimes I just wonder how far the apple falls
Falls from the tree

Soon will come a day that you realise
That you are just an average little being
So ordinary in every way
But you're a baby in a big girl's body
Crying out to love somebody
And you keep aiming for the sky
And you keep trying 'til the day you die

Sometimes I do wonder if our minds will ever
Will ever be

Sometimes I do wonder if our minds will ever
Will ever be
Forgiving
Forgiven
Unchanging
I'm changing


Writer(s): Thomas Iansek, Joanna Syme
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