Apple Spell - Intellectual

An image in my mind

But the place is hard to find, in the break of dawn

Everything is green, nothing's as it seems

But the music moves me

The apple spell, it tastes so well

Let’s move in the rhythm of sinking soul

When the lights move on low, it all gets thick and so

The accidental touch, says so much

If I bewilder you, you do it too

The rhythm of sinking soul, keeps playing

Tick tack on the wall, life moves too fast to fall

So sing me to sleep, before you go

As you bewitched my body and soul

You'll have to sing me to sleep

Before you go

So, sing me to sleep

Sing me to sleep

So sing me to sleep

Sing me to sleep