orange - live Songtext
von Adrianne Lenker

Hound dogs crowing at the stars above
Pigeons fall like snowflakes at the border
She kneels down and holds the frozen dove
The moon drips like water from her shoulder


Flies, flies, flies
Flies from her eyes
Flies, flies, flies
Flies from her eyes
Oh

Orange is the color of my love
Fragile orange wind in the garden
Fragile means that I can hear her flesh
Crying little rivers in her forearm
Fragile is that I mourn her death
As our limbs are twisting in her bedroom