Man what a great stanza, with starving for the fruit at the top of the tree, while all around the branches are bursting; also you get the thing you're longing for, it leaves you feeling cold. Light vocal treatment and simple guitar work well here. The progression, while simple sounding, still surprises and is not the easiest low-hanging fruit, ironically. Loads of turns here too, with the narrator keeping the one longing for higher fruit, letting them go free. It was never perfect but it was pretty good cuts two ways as well, as a fond memory and possible bitterness at an ending. Well done.

It takes real story-telling skill to develop a simple image -- a cliché, really -- into a full-blown lesson on everyday life and ultimate values, while staying firmly in the garden (except for the brief excursus into mythology). I think you've done that brilliantly. The final line is more than pretty good; it's perfection by being itself a kind of off-hand remark that doesn't care to be perfect.

Something about the syncopation of the guitar picking on this one really had me reeling. Great idea to build a tune around, too.

Wonderful to hear you stripped back like this. Beautiful lyrics and well used metaphor to tug at the idea of impermanence and perfection. Some lines here that really stick like the close of that Midas verse. Really enjoyed this

This reminds me of the Nash equilibrium as portrayed in 'A Beautiful Mind' with the choice to not 'pick the blonde' and be content with the brunette, because the blonde is too sought-after - just a one-dimensional shimmery thing. You're touching the absolute requirement of us all to share. To love the pretty good. I'm with you, and this is a lovely presentation.

Your folk roots are showing here. This is simple and beautiful. I love some of your chord choices here, and the guitar playing is simple and really supports the message. Bravo.

The low-hanging root of suffering is desire? A man with the touch of writing simple folk songs of pure gold.

Pretty, and good. Resonates with me a lot.

yup straight up and down, very pretty. lovely guitar! nice song.

Perfect. No bells and whistles. Just a simple tune and chords with some lovely words. Nothing too hard to fathom.

I don't know. I'm not sure this is all that simple. The focus veers a bit off track in the last two verses. Sweetly sung. Plaintive melody that leaves me longing for. . . . But that's the tail end.

Of FAWM.

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