[00:00.17]Plum - Widowspeak
[00:00.51]Composed by：Molly Hamilton/Robert Earl Thomas
[00:32.65]Feel the bruising through the skin
[00:41.72]It won't go back to being green again
[00:49.68]Try to hold on to the sweet
[00:57.72]Where the softness used to be
[01:05.77]I feel nothing
[01:09.71]I feel dumb
[01:13.73]You're a peach and
[01:17.65]I'm a plum
[01:36.64]Feeling less then revealing more
[01:44.40]The stone that's buried what the fruit is for
[01:52.67]You were in bloom in your own time
[02:00.66]I was there but wasn't mine
[02:09.68]I feel nothing
[02:13.65]I feel dumb
[02:17.69]You're a peach and
[02:21.64]I'm a plum
[02:29.67]I'm a plum
[03:13.66]No one is old and nothing is young
[03:21.74]You're a peach and I'm a plum
[03:29.77]No one is old
[03:31.68]Nothing enough nothing is young
[03:35.60]I feel dumb
[03:37.72]You're a peach
[03:39.76]You're a peach and I'm a plum
[03:49.74]I'm a plum
[03:57.77]I'm a plum
[04:05.72]I'm a plum