Tomato Plant Lyrics

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It's free

It's dying and we're giving it away

It sits

On my windowsill

Straining all its roots to get some sun

But London is so grey

And I forget to water it

Every single day

And the guilt turns into shame

As the grief turns from a seed

Into a root, into a tree

And I don't want to feel this way again

Dry

All the soil is dry

And all the leaves have withered and resigned

And I can't help but cry

As I place it in the bin

And close the lid and stand there for a while

I've closed the door on warmth

I need the sun and nurture

I'm scared that I'll give out just like this plant