MUSIC FOR SALE

There's a tree in the yard that nobody sees
Holds lemons like secrets swaying in the breeze
Its roots run deep
Whispering stories below
But who stops to listen? No one seems to know

Oh the last lemon tree
Standing tall where we used to be
Bittersweet and wild
It's free
The last lemon tree
The last lemon tree

Its branches reach out like hands in a play
Grabbing the sun before it slips away
Leaves like confetti
Falling to the ground
But no one cheers
No applause
No sound

Does it dream of a grove?
Or does it just grow?

Oh the last lemon tree
A rebel in a quiet spree
Twisting roots where hearts agree
The last lemon tree
The last lemon tree

When we're all gone
It'll still be here
Drinking the rain
Holding its fear
A yellow lantern
Lighting the past
A memory carved
Meant to last