Appletree Boulevard

Deep inside of me Are the seeds of truth From the apple tree boulevard The essence of my ideas Come when the fruit twists And falls like tears To the ground And the sands of time How they blur The edges of our dreams Oh this island breeze Ruminates down rivers Back from the seas Which surround This place that we called our home That is no longer the pleasuredome It once was Oh the sands of time How they blur The edges of our dreams Snow falls in springtime I'm happy to leave you What once was all mine Oh the sands of time How they blur The edges of our dreams Oh the sands of time How they blur The edges of our dreams Deep inside of me Are the seeds of truth From the apple tree boulevard The essence of my ideas Come when the fruit twists And falls like tears To the ground