Fame is but a fruit tree
So very unsound
It can never flourish
Till its stock is in the ground
So men of fame
Can never find a way
Till time has flown
Far from their dying day
Forgotten while you`re here
Remembered for a while
A much updated grin
From a much outdated style
Life is but a memory
Happened long ago
Theatre full of sadness
For a long forgotten show
Seems so easy
Just to let it go on by
Till you stop and wonder
Why you never wondered why
Safe in a womb of an everlasting night
You find the darkness can give the brightest light
Safe in your place deep in the earth
That`s when they`ll know
What you are really worth
Forgotten while you`re here
Remembered for a while
A much updated grin
From a much outdated style
Fame is but a fruit tree
So very unsound
It can never flourish
Till its stock is in the ground
So men of fame can never find a way
Till time has flown far from their dying day
Fruit tree
Fruit tree
No one knows you but the rain and the air
Don`t you worry
They`ll stand and stare when you`re gone
Fruit tree
Fruit tree
Open your eyes to another yard
They will know that you were here
when you are gone
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NICK DRAKE lyrics