Fruit Tree - Nick Drake

Fame is but a fruit tree

So very unsound

It can never flourish

‘til its stock is in the ground

So men of fame

Can never find a way

‘til time has flown

Far from their dying day

Forgotten while you’re here

Remembered for a while

A much updated ruin

From a much outdated style

Life is but a memory

Happened long ago

Theatre full of sadness

For a long forgotten show

Seems so easy

Just to let it go on by

‘til you stop and wonder

Why you never wondered why

Safe in the womb

Of an everlasting night

You’ll find the darkness can

Give the brightest light

Safe in your place deep in the earth

That’s when they’ll know what you were really worth

Forgotten while you’re here

Remembered for a while

A much updated ruin

From a much outdated style

Fame is but a fruit tree

So very unsound

It can never flourish

‘til its stock is in the ground

So men of fame

Can never find a way

‘til time has flown

Far from their dying day

Fruit tree, fruit tree

No-one knows you but the rain and the air

Don’t you worry

They’ll stand and stare when you’re gone

Fruit tree, fruit tree

Open your eyes to another year

They’ll all know

That you were here when you’re gone