Orange - Big Thief

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

Lies, lies, lies

Lies in her eyes

Lies, lies, lies

Lies in her eyes

She tells me to close and count to ten

As she wanders freely through the forest

Can I close and open once again?

The question that I seek for reassurance

Lies, lies, lies

Lies in her eyes

Lies, lies, lies

Lies in her eyes

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

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