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Pity Sex - Plum şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Pity Sex

albüm: White Hot Moon


My mother loved the summer but not for the weather
She loved the midseason plums, June, July, August sweet ones
My father kept them plenty, always stocked in our pantry
Some ripe and some well past peak till she was too sick to eat
Still at my childhood home, the only home that I've known
I spent her last few weeks there watching her fade and wither
I know what I should have done, I should have buried those plums
Somewhere they wouldn't be found, let them turn pits in the ground
So he wouldn't have to watch them wilt too cause my mother died in mid-June
And I knew, oh I knew he couldn't look at the fruit
No, he would just let them prune
No he would just let them prune
My mother died in mid-June
And I knew, oh I knew that day my father died too
That day my father died too

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