There was a house inside the island Only now it's just remains And still a story as we're digging Shows of all of their lives pains And yet my heart is nearly broken You might find it's not the same It is the nature moving quickly as we march on this terrain And when you find you're not forgiven and the trees are not quite sane It is the path that we have taken that is only left to blame on Apple Island As the sky is shining brightly Navigate this nature's tomb We're still amazed by the bright colors that surround this clouded doom And as the boats approach the shoreline Generations surging forth And all our notes are clearly captured as our class had done before on Apple Island
