[Lyric] Pit of the Peach (String Machine)

Through high and low
One day you'll be torn from the limb
You'll plummet on down
Shed your skin

But it'll be okay
You'll transmigrate
When the springtime dawn
Nudges you awake

It's not everyday you can be peeled clean
With the bruising in your pulp
Decomposing from the pit of the peach

Friend of mine
One day you’ll be torn from vine
And where you point your flashlight
I'll point mine

And despite our indifference of where we go after this
I'll still care where you'll fluttеr
When your heart sputters
Givеs minerals to the weeds
It's not everyday you can be peeled clean
With the bruising in your pulp
Decomposing from the pit of the peach