To the Leaves by Caitlin Pasko Lyrics

It's hard to believe that I was ever a peach in the leaves
Never thought you'd choose me then leave me in the kitchen a week
Never thought I'd be covered in bruises, I thought I was free

Free, Can I be?
Free

It's hard to believe that I was ever that version of me
Even though I'll always be dismantling her ideology
When he eats the watermelon he'll have to spit out the seeds

Free, Can I be?
Free, Can I be?

From the dirt
From the sea
To the leaves
Back to the leaves

Summertime peach
Water on the leaves
Fully healthy mind
A greenhouse grows inside