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 -

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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.

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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.