Lyrics Golden Apples of the Sun, Pt. 1 - The Lonely Forest

Golden Apples of the Sun, Pt. 1

He’s alone and old
Now his heart is in the ground.
(Oh)
I could have helped a brother
Convinced I worked not nearly enough
Let this be my lesson to never measure love
In the waking hour, when I hear the cold air
Let him find the true rest he looked for
And if I ever someday found myself in his place
May a friend do what I never could:
Just give love
There is never enough