SONG: You're an apple to the core

 Haul away today, my friend

don't carry me with you

I've got a life I need to live

and often so have you

 

With all your arms and rifle aims

I'm one of them to kill

I'm stuck between the bible 

and the twenty dollar bill

 

You're ship is docking, air and grace

It sails away your sinking face

My heart is broken to the brim

and I'm stuck on both sides, of the bridge

 

There selling apples 'gain, my friend

Straight out from the tree

Should I love the one that does

or the one whose drinking tea?

 

I'm a man and just a man

Who barely sees his clothes

They're the part, that's made in art

And I'm the peasant shows

 

If ever did the bridge collapse

I'd rid myself of sailor's maps

and the stool that hold a wasteful cry

Shall stage itself 'tween the ground, and the sky

 

One is sitting neatly in

the aging cup of wine

The other half is nearly done

Cursing all of time

 

Be damned I be, the damned I see

Whose tugging at my sleeve

You left me when I'd close to die

and left me new year's eve

 

Here I am to represent

The everyman and malcontent

Here I am to lie in bed

I might as well since I'm, nearly dead

 

So haul away my suitcase

and the blinds that keep me out

I'll be beyond your door

and beyond me any doubt