David Baerwald A Bitter Tree
I saw my father drunk and helpless
And he was lying on the floor
He was naked drunk and helpless
And he was lying on the floor
With a most peculiar woman
Whom I'd never seen before
She was a most peculiar woman
That I'd never seen before
Forgiveness, forgiveness
Has never meant a thing to me
Seems like a bitter apple
At the root of a bitter tree…
Forgiveness, forgiveness
Has never meant a damn to me
Seems like a bitter apple
At the root of a bitter tree…
The room was strewn with tarot cards
Empty bottles lined the wall
The room was strewn with tarot cards
Empty bottles lined the wall
He braced himself against the wall
Fell lightly to the floor
He braced himself against the wall
Fell lightly to the floor
I'd never felt so close to him
Any time before
Forgiveness, forgiveness
Has never meant a damn to me
Seems like a bitter apple
At the root of a bitter tree…
