歌詞

The first wedge leaves the whole behind

And crackles all the way

The knife goes in, the lattice gives

A crisp and buttery sigh

The steam comes up like a hello

From deep inside the pie

I slide the wedge onto the plate

It wobbles, rich and proud

First slice, golden edge

Every crumb a tiny pledge

Words can be like honeycomb

But this comes close behind

The fork breaks through the woven roof

The apples shine below

The little lamb receives a taste

Of cooled-down apple gold

A dab of cream, a happy hum

The kitchen takes a bow

First slice, golden edge

Every crumb a tiny pledge

Words can be like honeycomb

But this comes close behind

Sweeter than honey to my mouth

The psalmist praised the Word

And every sweetness here below

Points upward like a bird

Mmm... mmm... mmm

First slice, golden edge

Every crumb a tiny pledge

Words can be like honeycomb

But this comes close behind

First slice, golden edge

Every crumb a tiny pledge

Words can be like honeycomb

But this comes close behind

The first wedge did not stand a chance

And neither will the next