Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Plum , by - Pity Sex. Song from the album White Hot Moon, in the genre ИндиRelease date: 28.04.2016
Record label: Run For Cover
Song language: English
Plum |
| My mother loved the summer |
| But not for the weather |
| She loved the mid-season 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 |