Bibio Mr. & Mrs. Compost song lyrics

Succulent, ready to be twisted off

The leaves are warm and the stones are hot

The distant houses seem to melt with the vast open glowing air

The almost steaming ragged wood of the oak trunks and the sweating walk

The ease of the wagging boughs

Layering wavering shadows

A story tells me that there is a couple there

Buried 'neath the twisted roots

Older than the tree itself

Older than the ruined farm

They lived there in the wooden days

wWhen hands were tougher than a plough

And will was stronger than the rafters of a house

I also heard their dog is there

Their bones are tangled in that tree

Side by side and holding hands and that's the reason why

That tree is beautiful