Orange

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
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 Hound dogs crowing at the stars above
 Pigeons fall like snowflakes at the border
 She kneels down and holds the frozen dove
 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