Apple of Your Eye

Ten miles out he's a philistine And in the city it does not change Pocket watch to check the time Where he's viewed as obscure and strange There's holes in his shoes He chooses not to fill Rides his bike through the crowds Sat barefoot on the windowsill His life is others boughs Plants are his glory Top floor of the house Should still be in Montessori With the things that come out his mouth Too plain to love Too hard to know The rosary calls Down the roads Pierced by the apple of your eye A servant of god your whole life Conceived with sin lies all too rife Pierced by the apple of your eye From images of niche lead brighter days Push over thoughts move to what he says Reigns cut short from changing tides Flinching attempts to capitalise Lie down in pastures of green Stare at the skies of blue Then faces you have seen Will start to utter words at you He's in a frenzy he's going mad She's locked away behind a door Trying to save the friend he had Grasp the moments of before Fly away a lovers landing Stood upon opposing shores Romance to love to be expanding Shattered across all the floors Pierced by the apple of your eye A servant of god your whole life Conceived with sin lies all too rife Pierced by the apple of your eye