She burst, dropped off
Picked the fruit, and realised
I'm naked, I'm naked too

So cover my body, dress it fine
Hide my, in linen and lace
Been sewing since time began

More than the hills
More than the trees
More than the mountains, you

More than I can see
In front of me
More than the mountains, you

So fruit flower myself inside out
I'm happy and bleeding for you
Fruit flower myself inside out
I'm tired and I'm bleeding for you

This fruit was bruised, dropped off and blue
Out of season, happy and bleeding
Long overdue

Too early and it's late too
Mind and body,
I would and I would not do

So fruit flower myself inside out
I'm happy and bleeding for you
Fruit flower myself inside out
I'm tired and I'm bleeding for you

Fig, fruit, flower myself
Inside out for you