Creatures - Fruitman lyrics

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Old man sits in an apricot tree <br />

He sees I and I sees he <br />

Old man sweet as the fruit he's picking <br />

Knows the rhythm of nature's ticking <br />

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Gives a smile of tooth and metal <br />

Winks an eye like a falling petal <br />

Face a furrowed field of life tracks <br />

The years of the living knife <br />

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He I love, he I know <br />

Seasons come, so fruitman go <br />

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Through the crowd I enter in <br />

See the head of virgin skin <br />

Frail the old man's hand I take <br />

Peace be with you Sunday shake <br />

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Sweet old man he turns to me <br />

Tries to tell me what's to be <br />

He don't say no words at all <br />

Tears from him like fruit do fall <br />

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He I love, he I know <br />

See sons that come, so fruitman go