Orange Peeler

There was a night when my view of the whole world Changed with a crack of an eggshell I lay my head to rest in the hands of pretty orange peeler, she said "Baby, don't be so down on yourself, at least not tonight, please" "Baby, don't be so down on yourself" I realized that the moon shines like a pillowcase And creases like our comforter You think of me, I'll think of you as a place, as a home I hold onto your words like candlelight You hold onto mine like a pantomime A selfless man with a back cut like photographs Was pulling out my wisdom teeth He planted them in the backyard and they grow to be tall Strong orange trees The fruit was rotten but the dirt was expensive That's all nature meant to me The fruit was rotten but the dirt was expensive I hold onto your words like candlelight You hold onto mine like a pantomime I hold onto your words like candlelight You hold onto mine like a pantomime