My friends knew when I was moving away
I had forgotten until the day itself came
The thicket by the wall was our secret home
Eating roots, holding hands, watching the storm
There's poison in the apple's seed
And each grows different from it's parent tree
So turn horse! Turn rider! Towards the coast
The father, son, and holy ghost
We drove under a dome of cloudless blue
The world was fresh, 2000 miles from you
Every day since , I've grown farther away
It's still lonely to think you've forgotten my face
There's poison in the apple's seed
And each grows different from it's parent tree
So turn horse! Turn rider! Towards the coast
The father, son, and holy ghost