Stranger Fruit – Zeal & Ardor

Stranger fruit
How it grows and grows
We all saw the shoot
But we tend to the rose

Stranger fruit
Is a plant of the well
Flesh so bitter
It pick itself

Stranger fruit
With a beckoning call
From crown to the root
This tree won’t fall

Stranger fruit
Got holes in flesh
But it ain’t gonna spoil
‘Cause it never holds fresh

There’s a storm out there
There’s a storm out there
They’re out somewhere
There’s a storm out there

There’s a storm out there
There’s a storm out there
They’re out somewhere
There’s a storm out there

There ain’t no shelter for us
There ain’t no shelter for us
There’s no shelter for us
Ain’t no shelter for us

They’re out looking for ya
They’re out looking for ya
Out there looking for ya
Out there looking for ya