Peel My Orange Every Morning Songtext
von Ezra Furman

I eat an orange every morning
And I take my time with the peel
It′s my beginner's meditation
To start my little journey on an even keel

I will sail, as the hours roll by
In my twentieth-century automobile and a hotel employee
Will sweep up the orange remnants
Leaving no trace of this moment, so sweet and so real
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah, good God
(Ah)


I am sailing
I am driving toward the end of my own need to drive
This is February 7th, 2017
I am shattered, I am bleeding, but goddamn it, I′m alive

I am pulled
I am tossed
Back and forth across this country like garbage with the tide

I am citrus
Peel back my skin
Open me and expose the soft wet inside
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-I
Oh, hell yeah

(Ah)