Hawksley Workman Old Bloody Orange
Old bloody orange
There was a time
There was day when we came and went
And the gates they swung to the changes
In the wind
There was a night when
We reached and clawed for each other
Oh please say that it's not
It's not lost forever
Old fuzzy peach
I know you remember
I came every year till I was older
I lost all my sense
And moved to the city
And look at me now
I'm lost and I'm broken
Where the good word�s not spoken
Oh please say I'm not
I'm not lost forever
La la la la
Old sour grape
Tell me a story
Of two naked lovers out testifying
Beating their drums on a salty coast side
With blood in their tears
Hailed down from the heavens
By the virtues of their bodies
They're trying to make it last
Make it last forever