Sibling 3:

Once there was a lonely apple tree

The miles stretch as far as you can see

I sit under the apples

Away from my shackles

Under the tree, as content, as could be

I am away from their fights

I sneak away during the nights

Divorce is now fated

By this point it's belated

Their relation is full of blacks and whites

When I rest my head against the tree,

I become what others can only see

I am a part of the plant

Don't you say I can't

You're just jealous of what I choose to be

Once there was a mulberry tree

But now it's as broken as could be

I stare at the stump

At its brown, wooden bump

Wondering if it made my tree carefree

I live near a lot of green, luscious trees

I don't often get to feel a strong breeze

The world is mostly cold

Warmth is more precious than gold

I never wait long for the next small freeze

Ukuleles sing at the break of dawn

Their sweet music calms every fawn

They soothe every flea

As relaxing as could be

Music more beautiful than a swan

I sneak away from their fights

I find sanctuary in the nights

I am the apple tree

That is what they see

I see them in their homes, bathed in their lights

The tree misses its friend

It will now feel lonely until the end

I am filled with regret

My forehead is bathed in sweat

This is something I cannot mend

Once there was a lonely apple tree

The miles stretch as far as you could see

I sit under the apples

Away from my shackles

Under the tree, as content, as could be