I Show You Myself As a Fruit Tree

I show you myself as a fruit tree

And you see the fort that could be made with that lumber

I dangle treats, and girl, you walk under

I show you myself as a buoy

And you see an anchor

And I sing you my welcome

And you, you ship, are pulled under

You've got courage to knock on any door

Until you come to freeze at mine, it swung wide

Oh you coward, you're afraid

You coward, you're the anchor

You coward, you're the fortress

Oh you coward, you're afraid

Oh you coward, you're afraid

Oh you coward, let me in