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  1. Apple Heart

From the recording Winn Alexander

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A fun pop folk song with banjo and harmonica.

Lyrics

My Apple Heart has been eaten to the core and the seeds were scattered at your door
Plenty of other apples to eat, a many a heart will fall at your feet
I've still got mine, I'm keen to say
I hold your runes at night and pray that my young apple heart wasn't wasted away

My young Apple Heart has sat hurt in the rain and been sliced and a' diced in desolate pains
Sometimes I wonder how I seem to sustain the core dripping tears and the stress that remains
My fate has been cast, the seeds have been spread, I still wipe the crumbs off the sheets of yer bed
Yes my memories waters are flooding my head

The Apple don't fall too far from my tree, the seeds that I sow you'll reap naturally
Now that they're gone will the core remain, to spread the message once again

The Apple don't fall too far from my tree, the seeds that I sow you'll reap naturally
Now that they're gone will the core remain, to spread the message once again

My young Apple Heart was cast off to sea and drowned in an ocean of fierce memory
And prayed for salvation in soft destiny and swam to the surface for a chance to be free
And climbed on the beach of my past history and searched deep inside for the seeds of my pride
And chose to plant hope for the children outside

The Apple don't fall too far from my tree, the seeds that I sow you'll reap naturally
Now that they're gone will the core remain, to spread the message once again