There was a house inside the island
Only now it's just remains
And still a story as we're digging
Shows of all of their lives pains
And yet my heart is nearly broken
You might find it's not the same
It is the nature moving quickly as we march on this terrain
And when you find you're not forgiven and the trees are not quite sane
It is the path that we have taken that is only left to blame on Apple Island
As the sky is shining brightly
Navigate this nature's tomb
We're still amazed by the bright colors that surround this clouded doom
And as the boats approach the shoreline
Generations surging forth
And all our notes are clearly captured as our class had done before on Apple Island
