I'm one of the new ones here I'll admit
You probably can't even keep us all straight in your head
A tide of new faces, day in and day out
Some linger for awhile
A few stay and many leave
Some find themselves sinking down into the dark
Of unseen places
And I have always been comfortable in the faded places
One thing I know, for certain now
You can't a few rotten apples
Put out the candles of the rest out
After all, don't you see?
Cider tastes better with a little rot mixed in
Love the sweet but treasure the bitter
Love and be loved
Know that you are wanted unless told otherwise
But even then hold a tablespoon of salt
I'm a background keeper,
Been here two years and I'll be here longer