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