D                 G                Bm A G
Feel the bruising through the skin
D          G      Bm  A     G
  It won’t go back to being green again
D        G     Bm A    G
  Try to hold on to the sweet
D            G    Bm A        G
  Where the softness used to be

[Chorus]
D       G       Bm
 I feel nothing
A      G
I feel dumb
D          G        Bm
 You’re a peach and
A     G
I’m a plum

D G Bm A G x2

[Verse 2]
D                 G              Bm A G
Feeling less then revealing more
D                                 G            Bm A G
The stone that’s buried: what the fruit is for
D                      G           Bm A G
You were in bloom in your own time
D                G           Bm A G
I was there, but wasn’t mine

[Chorus]
D       G      Bm
 I feel nothing
A      G
I feel dumb
D          G       Bm
 You’re a peach and
A     G
I’m a plum

D G Bm A G x5

[Bridge/Outro]
D           G     Bm A         G
  No one is old, and nothing is young
D          G       Bm A    G
  You’re a peach and I’m a plum
D           G     Bm A          G
  No one is old, and nothing is young
D          G      Bm A     G
  You’re a peach and I’m a plum