
Apple Butter (Live) #BeneathTheRedBalloon
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Alma Blair·4:14

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Apple Butter (Live) #BeneathTheRedBalloon
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Creator: Alma BlairRelease Date: January 11, 2026
Lyrics
I meant to share this sooner.
I just didn't know how.
For more jars I probably should've opened sooner....
🖤 𝙎𝙥𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙮: https://open.spotify.com/artist/2VCdgYo4f5iSIcLouGV89j
🖤 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙏𝙪𝙗𝙚: https://www.youtube.com/@AlmaBlairDFP
🖤 𝙏𝙞𝙠𝙏𝙤𝙠: https://www.tiktok.com/@almadfp
- 𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙖 🖤 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙧 -
⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺
Okay, this next song’s a little different for me.
It’s about apple butter. And… well, maybe a lot of other things, too.
I started writing it for a friend—
Then I realized I kind of owe it to a lot of you.
It’s not an apology. It’s not really an excuse either…
Let’s just call it an explanation.
If you think this song might be a little about you?
You’re probably right.
And… honestly, I’m sorry.
Kind of.
================================
I was six, in grandma’s kitchen
Apple butter, her magic made
Sticky-sweet on lips and fingers
Too young to know the word for crave
If there was love in a mason jar
I guess that's just the way she gave
Didn’t know how much I loved apple butter
All I know is I can't wait
So I eat it straight from the jar
No bread, no spoon, no dinner plate
Don't know why it's called apple butter
I just love the way it tastes
Years later, I meet a stranger
Apple butter, her magic made
Hands me a jar, warm and heavy
Cause she heard it's what I crave
And every week wants back her jar
But it's in the fridge, left un-ate
She probably thought I lied `bout apple butter
But I was just scared to let it go
So I let it sit there, seal unbroken
Afraid to waste what I wanted most
Or, maybe I never loved apple butter
Just the memory, just the show
But it's not just 'bout apple butter
It's precious things I've left unused
It's TV shows I never finish
It's songs and dreams I keep on snooze
Always waiting for that moment
Like I'll know it when it comes
Saving magic till it's faded
Losing out by holding on
So I bought a jar of apple butter
Didn't wait for the perfect mood
Made a sandwich, licked the spoon
Let the mess become the proof
Now I know how much I love apple butter
And all the good things I let go
Cause I learned this `bout apple butter
It might not be there tomorrow.
I just didn't know how.
For more jars I probably should've opened sooner....
🖤 𝙎𝙥𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙮: https://open.spotify.com/artist/2VCdgYo4f5iSIcLouGV89j
🖤 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙏𝙪𝙗𝙚: https://www.youtube.com/@AlmaBlairDFP
🖤 𝙏𝙞𝙠𝙏𝙤𝙠: https://www.tiktok.com/@almadfp
- 𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙖 🖤 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙧 -
⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺
Okay, this next song’s a little different for me.
It’s about apple butter. And… well, maybe a lot of other things, too.
I started writing it for a friend—
Then I realized I kind of owe it to a lot of you.
It’s not an apology. It’s not really an excuse either…
Let’s just call it an explanation.
If you think this song might be a little about you?
You’re probably right.
And… honestly, I’m sorry.
Kind of.
================================
I was six, in grandma’s kitchen
Apple butter, her magic made
Sticky-sweet on lips and fingers
Too young to know the word for crave
If there was love in a mason jar
I guess that's just the way she gave
Didn’t know how much I loved apple butter
All I know is I can't wait
So I eat it straight from the jar
No bread, no spoon, no dinner plate
Don't know why it's called apple butter
I just love the way it tastes
Years later, I meet a stranger
Apple butter, her magic made
Hands me a jar, warm and heavy
Cause she heard it's what I crave
And every week wants back her jar
But it's in the fridge, left un-ate
She probably thought I lied `bout apple butter
But I was just scared to let it go
So I let it sit there, seal unbroken
Afraid to waste what I wanted most
Or, maybe I never loved apple butter
Just the memory, just the show
But it's not just 'bout apple butter
It's precious things I've left unused
It's TV shows I never finish
It's songs and dreams I keep on snooze
Always waiting for that moment
Like I'll know it when it comes
Saving magic till it's faded
Losing out by holding on
So I bought a jar of apple butter
Didn't wait for the perfect mood
Made a sandwich, licked the spoon
Let the mess become the proof
Now I know how much I love apple butter
And all the good things I let go
Cause I learned this `bout apple butter
It might not be there tomorrow.
