climb the ladder
to the open
door
where the sky will grant
what you're looking for
and
you'll find the answer
through
the ocean's roar
where the years
are lost and dreams are never
more
and the whispers through
the haunted wood will always lead
you
to the taste of misunderstood
where darkness is waiting
sing
(hey!) sing the apple tree
and
her love will always be
an empty
memory
sing (hey!) a lonely
melody
as she floats across the
sea
away from apple tree's
yeah
her love, her love will always be
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