Plum

Widowspeak

Feel the bruising through the skin
It won't go back to being green again
Try to hold on to what was sweet
Where the softness used to be

I feel nothing, I feel dumb
You're a peach and I'm a plum

Feeling less and revealing more
The stone that's buried, what the fruit is for
You were in bloom in your own time
I wasn't there but it wasn't mine

I feel nothing, I feel dumb
You're a peach and I'm a plum
I'm a plum

No one is old and nothing is young
You're a peach and I'm a plum
No one is old and nothing is young
You're a peach and I'm a plum
I'm a plum
I'm a plum
I'm a plum