作曲：Laetitia Sadier, Timothy John Gane

作词：Laetitia Sadier, Timothy John Gane

Love befall from the apple tree

None have verve left to come to me

Crestfallen, I turned around

A good fair distance

Bringing my presents

Dressed like I had been

Seeing the woman

Seeing the woman (finally, eyes familiar)

With her bandaged face

She was mystery

With the falling leaves

Wish these idiots

Would leave me the space

To bear my homage

To his prickly face

Love befall from the apple tree

Energy creates energy

Transmit to all of you is what I wanna do

What I want to do, not work but transmit

To transmit what I want

To transmit what I want

I have thought about being nature's colour

But I am worried about the health risks

Those who work but don't earn

Those who earn and don't work

We want peace of the senses

She could be my friend

And the jealous friend

She was mystery

I look far away

Transmit to all of you is what I wanna do

What I want to do, not work but transmit

To transmit what I want

To transmit what I want

To transmit what I want

To transmit what I want

To transmit what I want

To transmit what I w