The Shrine Lyrics - Helplessness Blues - Fleet Foxes

I went down among the dust and pollen 

to the old stone fountain in the morning after dawn 

underneath were all these pennies fallen from the hands of children 

they were there and then were gone 

and I wonder what became of them 

what became of them 

sunlight over me no matter what I do 

apples in the Summer are golden sweet 

everyday a passing complete 

I'm not one to ever pray for mercy 

or to wish on pennies n the fountain or the shrine 

but that day you know I left my money 

and I thought of you only 

all that copper glowing fine 

and I wonder what became of you 

what became of you 

Sunlight over me no matter what I do 

apples in the summer are golden sweet 

everyday a passing complete 

apples in the summer are golden sweet 

everyday a passing complete 

In the morning waking up to terrible sunlight 

All diffuse like skin abused 

The sun is half its size 

When you talk you hardly even look in my eyes 

in the morning, in the morning 

In the doorway holding that letter I wrote 

in the driveway pulling away putting on your coat 

in the ocean washing off my name from your throat 

in the morning, in the morning 

in the ocean washing off my name from your throat 

in the morning, in the morning 

Green apples hang from my tree 

they belong only to me 

Green apples hang from my green apple tree 

they belong only to, only to me 

and if I just stay awhile here staring at the sea 

and the waves break ever closer, ever near to me 

I will lay down in the sand and let the ocean leave 

carry me to Innisfree like pollen on the breeze