Besedila: Mountain Goats, The. Black Pear Tree.

I dug a hole and filled it up with compost
Rested on the cool grass for a minute
I saw the future in a dream last night
There?s nothing in it


I set the sapling in the hole
Started gently tapping down the dirt
I saw the future in a dream last night

Somebody?s gonna get hurt, somebody?s gonna get hurt
I hope it?s not me
But I suspect it?s going to have to be


I dug my heels in for the winter
And I waited for the snow
But something was stuck up in the clouds
Something was stuck up there
It couldn?t let go

And when its time came I could see it happen
Blossoms black and sweet as Texas crude
I saw the future flowering like a ruptured vessel
Somebody?s gonna get screwed
It won?t be me
Someday I am going to walk out of here free