i got nothing in my pockets, my pockets in my hands
i can lead you to the ocean, leave our sandals on the sand
i got matches and bottle rockets in an old coffee can
we can shoot them up into the air let em lay where they land
and this is how it is, yeah this is who i am
looking for a hand to kiss where the river meets the dam
and this is how we live, to each her own don't ask for more
if you got apples to give, well thats what growing em is for

well the engine it keeps on knocking as we drive away from town
we can ignore the problem, but we can't ignore the sound
i'm at your door can you please unlock it?
here are some flowers i found
i've been waking to an image of you
moving slowly in a wedding gown
and this is how it is, yeah this is how we love
opportunities are missed or taken advantage of
and this is how we live, to each her own don't ask for more
if you got apples to give, in whose cellar are they stored?

there must be onions in our eye sockets
we always tear up and cry
thinking about all the things we need
that our money can only buy
so put your gun down now, uncock it
you got your whole life to die
for every snake in the garden finds water
just like every dove in the sky

and this is how it is, yeah this is who we are
when the hand you've come to kiss is thrown
into the throes of war
and this is how we live, to each her own don't ask for more
if you got apples to give, well thats what growing em is for


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