Nick Drake - Fruit Tree lyrics
[Nick Drake - Fruit Tree lyrics]
Fame is but a fruit tree so very unsound
It can never flourish
‘Til it's stock is in the ground
So men of fame can never find a way
‘Til time has flown far from their dying day
Forgotten while you’re here
Remembered for a while a much-updated ruin
From a much-outdated style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
‘Til you stop and wonder
Why you never wondered why
Safe in the womb of an everlasting night
You'll 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
Forgotten while you’re here
Remembered for a while a much-updated ruin
From a much-outdated style
Fame is but a fruit tree so very unsound
It can never flourish
‘Til it's stock is in the ground
So men of fame can never find a way
‘Til time has flown far from their dying day
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
Fruit tree, fruit tree
Open your eyes to another year
They’ll all know
That you were here when you’re gone
It can never flourish
‘Til it's stock is in the ground
So men of fame can never find a way
‘Til time has flown far from their dying day
Forgotten while you’re here
Remembered for a while a much-updated ruin
From a much-outdated style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
‘Til you stop and wonder
Why you never wondered why
Safe in the womb of an everlasting night
You'll 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
Forgotten while you’re here
Remembered for a while a much-updated ruin
From a much-outdated style
Fame is but a fruit tree so very unsound
It can never flourish
‘Til it's stock is in the ground
So men of fame can never find a way
‘Til time has flown far from their dying day
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
Fruit tree, fruit tree
Open your eyes to another year
They’ll all know
That you were here when you’re gone