Dried Fruit Lyrics

Apple in the window withering

Plant in the shade it goes unseen

And then I trace the walls

My fingertips and all

Dried fruit peels

And spider bites are lingering

Lightning bugs going up unlit

And then I deck the halls

With cobwebs and moth balls

Cracked granite

And termites rot the wood

Foundation is sapped of

Support beams

I only see you in October

When the leaves are blowing

Holding a dustpan

Filled with dog hair

As I wear your sweater

We're only happy when it's raining

And under dressed for the weather

Window panes see through us so clearly

The walls won't stay together

And looking backwards now

I can see it all broke dishes

And water's leaking in

All over our bedding

I'm leaving