Blossom Tree

Snip your silver, sliding smile

Shed the twinkle from your eyes

Slide along down and down

Unwrap your comfort from my mind

A ruby shines in front of me

Shining there for all to see

Bite its flesh and hear the crunch

The sound that they all loved so much

Come and see my blossom tree

The sin is so inviting

Come and see my blossom tree

The sin is so inviting

Could be said

I went to sleep

I prayed the Lord my soul to keep

Gave away grains of the ground

To give the best that could be found

But if you peel the paper bit by bit

Away from Gods home grown logic

Squeeze the blood that runs within

Into the sound that they did sing

Come and see my blossom tree

The sin is so inviting

Come and see my blossom tree

The sin is so inviting

© Zara McFarlane 2001