Morning of August 10, 2001 / Jim Woolley
Crushed by a coldless subhuman
From apple to mush
Sacred Earth to worm demon
From close friends to crush
Cat o\'nine tails
Took my train of thoughts
Right off the rails
We started with sparks
Then we compared us apples to oranges
The juices fizzling with broken hearts
We parted ways
With a rotten taste
Seen better days
Is it all a waste?
An apple a day keeps the doctor away
But a life without my orange is no life at all
Please let love\'s lingering aroma stay
A voice that I could call
But it\'s too late, so I\'ll pack my suitcase
And leave Lover\'s Lost Cove
The car chase of love has now become a rat race
To leave the spiderweb that you wove
To learn how to love again
And forget the lonely sighs
To become friends...someday, and make amends
O, lovely one
You\'re still the apple of my eye
The orange of my sun.
