[ apple tree on the wayside ]

apple tree on the wayside
and a satellite connection

laying here on the highway
and its a long way to go
with nothing to win

idle on the roadside
work harder with time
to make it

with a head of nothing

traveling high
i found the tree
feeling its roots beneath the
sun fields

i watched it sway
cried a little
and watched it sway
cried a little
watched it sway

my inexperienced mind
pondering the complexities
fuck around with the ideas
and test the waters of insanity
to follow a comfortable path

write behind sunday
shine and sparkle gray
write when i reach
the midnight high

traveling with a purpose
to find a purpose
weeds scratched my heels
to ask where i'd been

i forget
always forget

that i'm getting better friend
i'm moving now
i'm taking action once again
i'm making no progression
i'm trying
i'm trying
i'm trying when they tell me to

i know one day
i won't need this anymore

i'm no longer the neuropath
and now
i don't remember how to live.