Soft Fruit

歌詞

My pale friend, how do you feel? Are you sick from a rough ride on the backseat over the wheel? We are just soft fruit with a thin and spotted peel Looking from condition cases out over hard, hot fields How're you gonna change your life? Are you gonna shade your eyes? From the fire in a barrel under glowing faces Where it's always dark enough to steal Built a house on a rock now I'm always taking stock Tell the waiter we get off calling doctors when we cough While we make a different world, watch the smoke while it curls Put it down and start again, look around, where are your friends? You better stop your crying You better come to grips With all the ugly privileges That you can't give up That you can't live with