The Orchard lyrics

Upon this former apple orchard I planted my roots It once supplied my everything The scraped knees The heartache The sunshine of my youth We climbed so high So that we could hide When we couldn't put the flare out We climbed so high So high that I Could finally clear my head We are the ones who wander Take what we want and build our homes Forget their names and faces Forget the roads we used to know They lead back home But there's little apples on the path through the park A halfhearted reminder of behemoths that once swayed in the breeze And the ghosts of a million tiny footfalls Still haunt the asphalt Our hearts are warmed by nostalgia Our houses adorned by mementos And nobody knows Nah, they know They just don't seem to care About anyone anywhere We climbed so high So that we might hide When we couldn't put the flare out And yeah we climbed so high So high that I Could finally clear my head We are the ones who wander Take what we want and build our homes Forget their names and faces Forget the roads we used to know That lead back home Where's the little apples on the path through the park? Where is the reminder of the people who were here all along? And the ghosts of a million tiny footfalls Paved over by asphalt We once sung of an empire that's falling So watch it crumble Maybe juvenile politic Can still be quite prophetic Because sometimes the obvious Gets buried in poetics And when we're gone No one will weep A beautiful garden will grow where we sleep And the plastics we made Will be all that remain Because those are our little apples Ghost towns all around the world consumed by green Green vines crawling up the walls consume all things Things will get better in a world without us What are your little apples? Empty family homes frozen in time It looks like they left in the middle of the night Because they left everything behind There's cars in the driveway The driveway's overgrown There's ivy on the rooftops And moss grows over bone