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[01:15.42]From a much outdated style.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.