Lyrics

You are a gnarled pear tree Near an Oak that binds your bitter roots Beneath its living branches Fingers bend and ache with rotting fruit And I am sorry, sorry, sorry for my shade Uprooted to protect you Sorry, sorry, sorry for my shade What a stick figure I have made You are a bitter brother in the shadow of a twin Strangled in a warm embrace You have grown up savage, mean and thin And I am sorry, sorry, sorry for my arms I tried to protect you Sorry, sorry, sorry for my arms I have darkened all of your charms You are a jack-o-lantern Who woke up on a bitter winter morn Your skin, soft and sallow Your short season has now come and gone I am sorry, sorry, sorry the time Your ruined face, some reflection of love Sorry, sorry, sorry for the time