As I walk along this faceless slice of grey
Looking for a place I might like to stay
I ain't got no house to call home
I guess that means I'm out here on my own
I'm out here all alone
Then I saw something, in the corner of my eye.
This longing sight I cannot deny.
A solitary orange tree.
At the edge of my visual periphery.
My visual periphery.
I peeled an orange and I took a bite.
And it tasted like Sunny Delight.
Then I collapsed to the ground.
And I was never, never ever found again.
I was never found again.
credits
from Greatest Hits Vol. 2 Pt. 17,
released December 18, 2013
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