Apples Songtext
von Alamo Race Track

Little, little insect on tip of my pen
While I was spelling out the future on paper lying next to me
I′m here cause the apples and apples to be plucked in the after-noon
Oh ...like treason, they got in watching me, watching, watching, watching me

I'm outside in an army coat and a ...top that belongs to my father
I fight every breath of the howling wind, I ... to the ladder
I steal them apples, I clean the garden
They might be angry or relieved of the sentiment
I′ve got them, I've got, I've got
... buckets, ... buckets


We got hope follow the future, sometimes I can′t see for days
Sometimes my name is estrange
We got hope leading nowhere, going nowhere
We got hope follow the
We got hope follow the the future, sometimes I can′t see for days
Sometimes my name is estrange
We got hope going nowhere, going nowhere
We got hope
We got hope

Little, little insect on tip of my pen
While I was spelling out the future on paper lying next to me.