Blind Pilot - White Apple Lyrics
In shadow, in dark, In cold wind, open up your heart.'Cause time brushes your faceAnd one loved them - every new shape.One loved them for what could not get left behind or washed away.Some were seasons, some just days.I'm bringing nothing with me I mean to save:This faint sweetness, this wick of light, This white apple full of bites.A white apple full of what has slipped away from me; Full of flesh sweet as memory; Full of hope grown from a fallen tree; Full of a life I can't just let myself believe.So if I haunt you, if I do, If my shadow leans up on you to, No good intentions or ways I talk.I'll just leave a light lit for you to walk.I'll leave a light lit for you to walk.