fig tree from Letters Home by march
Tracklist
| 5. | fig tree | 2:02 |
Lyrics
We make our way down the hill
The corn poppies stare at us with eyes unmoving,
At two with hands just barely touching,
By ev'ning there is nothing to be proven.
Lillies lurk between us,
Swaying just like we do with the wind,
Standing there together like a painting,
Summer will someday reunite once again.
What's the point of wandering with fig tree
Whose fruit only comes in the fall?
And what's the point of strolling with one
Whose roots do not wander at all?
But there is harvest to be had
For her flowers rejoice on the spring breeze,
So too do your smiles and your laughter,
Which you grant to me easily.
When the meadows melt with winter
We may remember each other better
With the lilies and the flowers
That you sent me in your letters.
And I'll cry and I'll cry and I'll cry,
And I'll cry and I'll cry and I'll cry.
