Verse 1
I met a man, he held his hat in his hands
And a look in his eye, that I knew would never die
Painstaking raking of our fallen leaves
We are all cast away, no longer fruit of the one tree
Verse 2
Brilliant apple, plucked from the tree
Battered and bruised as its twisted & used
Creation defeated, it rots in the sun
Self destruction, rampantly runs
Chorus (fingerpick same chords as verse):
We must pray for those who have lost their way
They may never again see the light of day
And we must pray for we have lost our way
We may never again see the light of day
Verse 3:
Travesties always prevail in the land
Of true greed, & the home of NEW slaves
Blatant hypocrisy won t weather the storm
Social anxiety, burns worse than lightning
Chorus (2x)