Show me everything you think I am, and I will show you who you are.
The seeds that made me so bizarre? Well they were sewn by you.
The train car I was thrown from has been abandoned, long-ago.
I know what I was supposed to be, But it gave up the ghost before the orchids came into view.
Shiny red apples, shiny green apples.
âShiny red apples are we!â But I will not sing your fight song for I do not...