orange

Lyrics for orange

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