Pine cone Took you down from the mountain Led you into the city Hoping that you would grow Pine cone Motionless at the window Watching November winds blow Craving the summer light But there's no sign of life I guess it was selfish Thinking I know what's best for you Green dreams in my pocket I'm just trying to take care of you I miss the mountains too Noyau Relique de quand j'ai mangé L'abricot qui est tombé Au coin caché du champ Noyau Pourtant jamais épanouie Mes efforts et mes envies N'ont su te réveiller Mère mauvaise que j'étais Again I've been selfish Thinking I know what's best for you Green dreams in my pocket But this city is no place for you I miss the mountains too