[Intro: plucked strings, vinyl hiss] (ripe-ripe, fall-fall) [Verse 1: bouncing melodic flow] I've got sweet fruit hanging from my tree More than enough for a life of plenty But beyond the fence, another orchard grows With a thousand flavors that I'll never know (never know, never know) [Pre-Chorus: climbing thirds] Every branch I never climbed Keeps growing somewhere in my mind [Chorus: lush melodic harmonies] Oh, the orchard of almost The sweetest things I'll never taste I fill my hands with everything And still I mourn what goes to waste (ah-ah, falling down!) Every fruit I leave behind Keeps ripening inside my mind [Drop: chopped falsetto, syncopated 808] (pick-pick, miss-miss) (bmm-tss-ka, ooh-ah!) [Bridge: aching vocal duet] (You've got enough) I know, I know (Then let them go) I can't let go The sweetest harvest still can sting When autumn takes the other things [Outro: soft descending melody] I love the fruit upon my tongue And grieve the ones forever young.
