Thinking About Orion Lyrics

Two small houses on a hill

The welcome party will emerge

You might call them inspirational

Or obnoxiously rehearsed

Flitting round like what they're doing

Is part of some grand design

But I was there when moons were born

And I'll be there when they die

I don't want to miss another Christmas Eve

Wasting my life half asleep

I'm blaming plagues and weather for my empty seat

And you all see right through me

I'm still thinking about Orion

And travelling home or at least trying

But for now I'm wrapping presents I'll return to the store

Taping receipts to the door

Your Christmas whore

You can bet they're cooking turkey

Probably laughing at dumb jokes

And though it's likely a performance

I still kind of want to go

Instead, I'll probably flirt with silence

Fill my gut with alcohol

Stew within my quiet violence

Not yet 30, but so old

I don't want to miss another Christmas Eve

Wasting my life half asleep

I'm blaming plagues and weather for my empty seat

And you all see right through me

I'm still thinking about Orion

And travelling home or at least trying

But for now I'm wrapping presents I'll return to the store

Taping receipts to the door

Your Christmas whore

I don't want to miss another Christmas Eve

Wasting my life half asleep

But for now I'm wrapping presents I'll return to the store

Taping receipts to the door

Your Christmas whore