Fig Tree

There is no green growing

In my sunless yard

Here the sea gives plenty

But the soil is hard

Somewhere there's a garden

Where the future slows

Where a firefly hovers

And a fig tree grows

Ooo

Branches are like fingers

But roots are not like feet

Tongue too far to water

Fruit too far to eat

So I'm sorry sunshine

And I'm sorry soil

But the tongue is severed

And the fruit is spoiled

Ooo

I won't grow a fig tree

Besides, I don't know how

No one ever taught me

It's probably too late now

I don't have a garden

But is that my fault?

When I crossed the ocean

I fell in love with salt

Fell in love with salt

Fell in love with salt

Fell in love with salt

Ooo

Mmm

Ooo

Mmm