Fruit Tree

[00:31.06]Fame is but a fruit tree

[00:34.34]So very unsound.

[00:37.97]It can never flourish

Till its stalk is in the ground.

[00:45.99]So men of fame

[00:49.56]Can never find a way

[00:53.50]Till time has flown

[00:57.14]Far from their dying day.

[01:05.53]Forgotten while you're here

[01:08.63]Remembered for a while

[01:12.89]A much updated ruin

[01:15.42]From a much outdated style.

Life is but a memory

Happened long ago.

Theatre full of sadness

For a long forgotten show.

Seems so easy

Just to let it go on by

Till you stop and wonder

Why you never wondered why.

Safe in the womb

Of an everlasting night

You find the darkness can

Give the brightest light.

Safe in your place deep in the earth

That's when they'll know what you were really worth.

Till its stock is in the ground.

[03:51.62]Fruit tree, fruit tree

No-one knows you but the rain and the air.

Don't you worry

They'll stand and stare when you're gone.

Open your eyes to another year.

They'll all know

That you were here when you're gone.