The Orient Songtext
von DeYarmond Edison

Couldn′t leave well-enough alone
You were right, I'm wrong
Couldn′t leave the well alone
She called me on the phone

It was just a little friendly cry
My middle aches, can you make me fly?
So many thoughts in so little time
Is their pain such a thin' as crime?

Sell my car to the movin' man
I′m the sea an′ you're Japan
No great mornin′, no rising sun
No Gatsby in me, I'm runnin′ from


I won't let droplets beatin′ on my back
As if my crate had been cracked
Friends in cars lots, but I was not in you
Like me and God in my review

In the east, this is my own riot
Look around, see what angel seen
To take your skin and wrap it off your bones
To turn from me to die alone

Sell my car to the movin' man
I'm the sea and you′re Japan
No great mornin′, no rising sun
No Gatsby in me, I'm runnin′ from

No Gatsby in me, I'm runnin′ from

No Gatsby in me, I'm...