Apple Tree

Here I hang from the apple tree
 Oh, take a little bite, take a bite for me
 The pain, it keeps me sane
 For I am more than a taste
 The taste in the mouths of the starving crowds
 All pulling at the leaves, pulling off to me
 In feet first, a savage thirst
 Oh, leave me be, leave me be
 Leave me be, I'm tired
 And I feel so damn cold
 Hold me like a child
 'Cause I feel so damn old
 I got so damn old
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 Here I hang for the seated crowd
 To look upon my eyes, look upon my mouth
 And say, "We were there that day
 I saw her face, heard a sound"
 But now I sit where there used to be
 A quiet little scene of an apple tree
 White roots and balanced fruit
 The winter glowed on her leaves
 
 Hold me like a child
 'Cause I feel so damn cold
 Bind me like I'm wild
 'Cause I feel so damn old
 I got so damn old
 And I feel so damn old
 I got so damn old