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