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That time again, begin the harvest
The apple season's coming one year more
And though I show a smile outside
It always gets me every time
I just can't help but think of how it was before

I don't remember when it was, and I don't want to
But still the memory of that day just won't get out
And though the blame wasn't put on me
I wouldn't say too much, I wouldn't eat
I had lost my chance to make you proud

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And I've been working on the farm
Working 'til the setting sun is down again
And brother's singing with the choir
Practicing his solo parts and harmonies
And sister's searching for herself
Finding out the reasons she's slowly changing
And Granny may be family as well
But she won't be replacing you

I've been spending time with the bedroom mirror
To stop and take a look at what I've become
If I could be what you once were
I'd make you smile, I'm sure
I guess you don't know what you've got until it's gone

And I've been working on the farm
Working 'til the job is good and done
Along the orchards running through the fields
Lying on the outskirts of this peaceful town
And I imagine you would both be here
And working through the years
You'd hold me on you shoulders
And now the two of you are gone
The days are cold and long
When winter comes around
And sometimes I'll feel so alone
It doesn't feel like home
Without your endless tender love and care
Nothing's ever fair for no one

I've been pushing through the tears lately
Just like you taught me once
And though I may not ever see your faces
I'm growing up

'Cause I've been working on the farm
Working till the apples all fall down
Into the baskets lining up the fields
Pondering the moment when they'll finally be of worth
A chance they all deserve
And each of them a soul
The trees and all
I've never been the kind to go alone
I guess that there's a first and last for everyone

And I've been working on the farm
Working 'til the setting sun is down again
And brother's singing with the choir
Practicing his solo parts and harmonies
And sister's searching for herself
Finding out the reasons she's slowly changing
And Granny may be family as well
But she won't be replacing you

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