Tangerine Lyrics

A waking sleep

5PM dream

Sun a thin sheen of Tangerine

A blur of trees

God praise thus be

I feel empty and I'm thinking

It's a good time to leave this behind

Pleases my mind

A fragrant sea

A willing leaf

A parting of what was and is meant to be

I ride to free, I stop to see, a bird takes off and I'm shaken

It's a good place to be, in this changing, erases the nothing

And I'm faced with something, grey and undetermined

But I hold it, just as close, as the apple from the serpent

And I'm failing just to see, this theatre of me

It's just a small, non-related scripted, a side show freak

But I love it

I ride to free, I stop to see, a bird takes off and I'm shaken

I ride to free, I stop to see, moon is rising thick with tangerine

A blur of trees, a side show freak, I ache with all this changing

Mmmmmmm Mmmmmmm Mmmmmmm Mmmmmmm