Well the girl was like an apple she was poisoned to the core
She asked me if I'd stay 'cus she said she wanted more
But I had my objectives of which she wasn't one
And by the hour on the clock I had missed the sun
So I ran out of her eyes and escaping from her room
I found myself in sunshine by the brightness of the moon
But everything was dark upon the field because of night
And my eyes they were both useless not seeing any sight
So I thought about anatomy how we came to be born
I struck my final match right upon the farmer's corn
And when I heard him coming I started running for my life
I knew I'd made an enemy in the farmer and his wife

So I sprinted to the village breaking both my shoes
And I knew you had to gamble if you ever want to lose
My soles they were both talking as we set upon the town
The fire in the distance by now was calming down
But I heard the farmer roar so I made it to the docks
I saw three men play games where they'd just pick up and throw rocks They told me they'd set sail as the hour did begin
And as our boat his water I told them of my sin
They said they understood the sizing of my strife
And they said I should keep running from that farmer and his wife

We anchored on an island that was buried in the sand
And though the men were blind they helped me understand
How to look at places unobjectively
And for the first time in my life I realised how lucky we could be
To even breath at all or feel this weight of gravity
And though the girl was bad I suppose that she helped me
We stayed there for a hundred years just eating jellyfish
They'd sting us in our eyes and shine electric on our dish
And everyday we'd play that game just picking up and throwing rocks
Not one of us could find the time to co-ordinate our clocks
But then a violent winter morn sent us shaking in our boots
The forest that was behind us started lifting from its roots
So we sent our anchor sailing from it's place between the sands
Went back to face our fates somewhere on drier lands
But those blind men they did trick me yeah they showed me to the girl She had aged so terribly it made the sour milk curl
So all up in my anger I made a blade upon my knife
And went back to settle scores with the farmer and his wife

Well I guess that on the island we had a different view of time
'Cus when I went back to face the scene of my crime
The farmer he could not lift a finger up to me
In fact just like the sailors well he couldn't even see
But he told me he'd forgiven me for setting fire to his corn
He said it was the catalyst that had ended all his scorn
He said that winter came much colder than it passed
And that his wife had fallen ill from the hunger I had massed
And that when she finally died he just fed her to the birds
She wouldn't bear his child and she's never say kind words
Then he thanked me kindly for changing his whole life
And funnily enough
I became the farmer's wife