Red Apples Upon Silver Knives

Red apples fall

Upon silver knives

Bleed crimson blood

Upon this ground.

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Autumn is new and young

Leaves are turning, red and gold

And you lay unchanging, always as you are

Because you’re gone.

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Could you rise from your lonely crypt?

Kiss me goodbye

Let me feel your cold lips

Bleed against mine.

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Let your fingers

Cut my skin,

Peel open old scars

You can do all you like

But you’ll never open this heart.

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My heart’s locked with your own lock and key

Did you forget the magic word, the password to your affection?

Because God knows I’ve forgotten

Even though I wrote it down.

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Could you rise from your lonely crypt?

Kiss me goodbye

Let me feel your cold lips

Bleed against mine.

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I fold my hands in prayer

Break my fingers

From holding yours so tight

Cry out to God but he ain’t there.

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Red apples fall

Upon silver knives

Bleed crimson blood

Upon this locked heart.

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Must I bleed for you?

For you to…

To…

Rise from your lonely crypt

Kiss me goodbye

Let me feel your cold lips

Against mine one more time.

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Winter is new and young

Snow is turning red

With the sun's gold blood

And us two lovers lay unchanging, always as we are

Wrapped in each other’s embrace.

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Forever...

Forever…

Because we’re dead and gone.