Pine cone
Took you down from the mountain
Led you into the city
Hoping that you would grow
Pine cone
Motionless at the window
Watching November winds blow
Craving the summer light
But there's no sign of life
I guess it was selfish
Thinking I know what's best for you
Green dreams in my pocket
I'm just trying to take care of you
I miss the mountains too
Noyau
Relique de quand j'ai mangé
L'abricot qui est tombé
Au coin caché du champ
Noyau
Pourtant jamais épanouie
Mes efforts et mes envies
N'ont su te réveiller
Mère mauvaise que j'étais
Again I've been selfish
Thinking I know what's best for you
Green dreams in my pocket
But this city is no place for you
I miss the mountains too
