"Rotten Apples" lyrics

Dirty your face
With longing and grace, God-given
Suffer her heart
And love her when your love goes unrequited

Where the cool winds blow
I must surely go
For my love calls me low to drag her from the depths of my soul
When will I see her, again?
The other-side, of friends
The darkened claws, of death
The empty breath, desire

Dirty your face
With longing and grace, God-given
Suffer her heart
And love her when your love goes unrequited

Restless in my speech
And rootless in my teach
So vacant in my breach
I drive the dirt of her garden
Sorrow
She'll never listen, again
No other lovers, to bend
Just rotten apples, to eat
Just lettered, yellowed distant scorn

Dirty your face
With longing and grace, God-given
Suffer her heart
And love her when your love goes unrequited

Life just fades away, purity just begs
Dust to dust, we're wired into sadness..