Lyrics

The sweat slides off your skin
And follows your hand as it sinks into the dirt
I watch you from a window and I hear your
Silent communion with the earth

One day I’ll ask you to grow me an olive tree

Rain comes at night
Reluctant at first
Then loud and strong
Then loud and strong
Gushing out of air, thick with thirst.

I can finally breathe
At least until the next sleepless night
Tonight I’ll dream
That you planted me an olive tree

One day I’ll ask you to grow me an olive tree
One day I’ll ask you to grow me an olive tree
One day I’ll ask you to grow me an olive tree