Song Length |
3:32 |
Genre |
Folk - Alternative, Folk - General |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
Miserable, Depressing |
Subject |
Pain, Frustration |
Similar Artists |
R.E.M. |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Four yellow walls
How naked everything is
when the furniture's gone
Daddy, your apples taste like honey
Which moon do you live by in your fantasy?
Your crowded imagination
is a shelter of peace
Stand by me, I'm the gate
Life is short
but so is the night
So bittersweet
in its own delight
I think you saw me
talking to Jesus all night
Among the living I walk
the roads are rocky
All the tears I have traveled
They all led back to you
I kissed your shiny ring
Basked in your glory until the jubilee
And it was no fun at all, no fun at all to me
Not everyone has rights
Life is short
but so is the night
So bittersweet
in its own delight
I think you saw me
talking to Jesus all night
Now, the hollow tree's holy
and the room is still naked
'cause the furniture's gone
Daddy, your apples taste like honey
And it was no fun at all, no fun at all to me
...and the preacher laughed
He might've been mad
He might've been sad
But then again
He might've been happy
Life is short