The Orchard Songtext
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The Orchard Songtext
I dug as deep as I could under sky
Blackened to deeper depths
Than I would reach tonight
The whisky hits will help to kill the time
No longer idle threats
Get buried by my side
Buried
Inert
Six feet
In dirt
Abyssed
In earth
But I sank down
Enveloped in the pressure
Buried
Inert
Six feet
In dirt
Abyssed
In earth
But I sank down
Enveloped in your nature
And maybe roots could home
In the orchard
It took me years to carve a maw this wide
Spade held in cracking hands
Slower than suicide
For courage never was a friend of mine
Burning my fragile edge
To temper turning tides
Buried
Inert
Six feet
In dirt
Abyssed
In earth
But I sank down
Enveloped in the pressure
Buried
Inert
Six feet
In dirt
Abyssed
In earth
But I sank down
Enveloped in your nature
And maybe roots could home
In the orchard
Loam
What do you need
What do you feel
My heart is open now
The body still
I grew and orchard
From open field
The dirt is crying out
For gentle hands
Loam
What do you need?
What do you feel?
My heart is open now
The body still
I grew and orchard
From open field
The dirt is crying out
For gentle hands
Blackened to deeper depths
Than I would reach tonight
The whisky hits will help to kill the time
No longer idle threats
Get buried by my side
Buried
Inert
Six feet
In dirt
Abyssed
In earth
But I sank down
Enveloped in the pressure
Buried
Inert
Six feet
In dirt
Abyssed
In earth
But I sank down
Enveloped in your nature
And maybe roots could home
In the orchard
It took me years to carve a maw this wide
Spade held in cracking hands
Slower than suicide
For courage never was a friend of mine
Burning my fragile edge
To temper turning tides
Buried
Inert
Six feet
In dirt
Abyssed
In earth
But I sank down
Enveloped in the pressure
Buried
Inert
Six feet
In dirt
Abyssed
In earth
But I sank down
Enveloped in your nature
And maybe roots could home
In the orchard
Loam
What do you need
What do you feel
My heart is open now
The body still
I grew and orchard
From open field
The dirt is crying out
For gentle hands
Loam
What do you need?
What do you feel?
My heart is open now
The body still
I grew and orchard
From open field
The dirt is crying out
For gentle hands
Writer(s): Paul Waller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com