I was meant to
Be the shade under the medlar tree
In whatever damp sweltering heat
I was meant to
And I should be
The bough of a medlar
My wondrous leaves beautiful to behold
I was meant to
And I only want
To be the medlar fruit
The most delicious reward
No one has ever heard of
I was meant to

That there is enlightenment in ancient wisdom
That pervades as memory
There is a lesson always learned
In loss

I was meant to
Protect you
Be the seed of ancient memory
Bring you the symbolic beauty
That means more than a world to you
That you never have to suffer again
I was meant to
Love you

But my roots weren't deep enough
I was meant to be a medlar tree
But sadly as the rainy day
I am only me
Just a soul with no place to call my home
And nothing to call my own

And it never could be enough