We were very tired, we were very lethargic. We had gone back and forth all night on the steps. It was fair and bright, and smelled like a stable. But as we looked into a mile, we'd seen the cross and gate. It lay on a hilltop underneath the water, and the whistle kept blowing, and the dawn had come. We were very tired, we were very lethargic. We had gone back and forth all night on the steps. And you ate an apple, and I ate a pear. From a double of each, we had fallen somewhere. And the sky went dark, and the wind came blowing. And the sun rose with a pocketful of gold. We were very tired, we were very lethargic. We had gone back and forth all night on the steps. We gazed with sorrow at Mother, who was young as a kid. And all the falling leaves, the eyes of the dead. And she wept, God bless me, for the apples and pears. And she gave us all our things, but not an apple or a pear. And she gave us all our things, but not an apple or a pear. And she gave us all our things, but not an apple or a pear. And she gave us all our things, but not an apple or a pear. And she gave us all our things, but not an apple or a pear. And she gave us all our things, but not an apple or a pear. And she gave us all our things, but not an apple or a pear. And she gave us all our things, but not an apple or a pear. And she gave us all our things, but not an apple or a pear. And she gave us all our things, but not an apple or a pear. And she gave us all our things, but not an apple or a pear. And she gave us all our things, but not an apple or a pear. And she gave us all our things, but not an apple or a pear. And she gave us all our things, but not an apple or a pear. And she gave us all our things, but not an apple or a pear. © BF-WATCH TV 2021