We chopped off your arms
Chopped off your beautiful purple hair
But we had to make room for the living, the living room

But I think that the lemons might make a comeback this year
Maybe we´ll get the beets to join us this time around the sun
You fetch the apples, I´ll bake the pie, maybe we´ll all fall out

Put on my boots, hop, skip or step on the thread
The thread linking our bodies with each other
Tangled like the roots of the ghost trunk
A new one could grow?

But I think that the lemons might make a comeback this year
Maybe we´ll get the beets to join us this time around the sun
You fetch the apples, I´ll bake the pie, maybe we´ll all fall out

Put on my boots, hop, skip or step on the thread
The purple thread linking my head to the root
We won´t worry, it will grow