Honey’d sweet apples, they’re rotting away    Millions of people never start in the race    There’s stuff on out plates that has not been alive    Someone pays full price for my cheap flight life       “Sunshine, we all see the same sky”       I am a man filled with longing desire    The gifts of creation are ready for hire    A look and a label are all I require    Enough’s not enough, I never ask why       “Sunshine, we all see the same sky    Looking, learning, asking the same ‘why?’”       Honey’d sweet apples, they’re rotting away    Millions of people never start in the race    There’s stuff on out plates that has not been alive    Someone else pays the real price of my cheap flight life       Wheel of fortune spins,    But the wheels on fire come crashing on you    Honey’d sweet apples, they’re rotting away       “Sunshine, we all see the same sky    Looking, learning, asking the same ‘why?’    Sunshine, we all see the same sky”