Mummified Apples Songtext
von Plain Ride

You sail across the room
Like furniture gone wild
The apples on the sill
Are still and mummified
Still and mummified


And you say it′s not too soon
To think about the future
The autumn has been warm
And dry and now it's gone
Dry and now it′s gone

I guess that i am half blind
For all i see is silhouettes
The border of what there is
And what is not
Is all i see