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There was a house inside the island Only now it's just remainsAnd still a story as we're diggingShows of all of their lives painsAnd yet my heart is nearly brokenYou might find it's not the sameIt is the nature moving quickly as we march on this terrainAnd when you find you're not forgiven and the trees are not quite saneIt is the path that we have taken that is only left to blame on Apple IslandAs the sky is shining brightlyNavigate this nature's tombWe're still amazed by the bright colors that surround this clouded doomAnd as the boats approach the shorelineGenerations surging forthAnd all our notes are clearly captured as our class had done before on Apple Island From Letras Mania