When will it end, this looking for food?
I scavenge the ground and eat rotten fruit
that falls outside Your walls

When will I simply love You
and move into the garden?

What I refuse You will use to surround me
I spit out Your seeds and You grow all around me
even my poison flowers in You

When will I simply love You
and move into the garden

When will it end, You keep looking for food
I should be shrinking to fit in Your palm
I should be rising up to Your lips
Lucky for me You scavenge the ground
and eat rotten fruit