The Orange Grove

God, take me back to the orange grove

That I found deep in the desert

The air sweet as a miracle

It can't survive but it grows and grows and grows

West Texas is dying slow

An oil rig in the sunset

The air is heavy and filled with smoke

There ain't no quit in the hands that built this home

A dog barks in the distance

Rusted frames take root in the brush

You'll watch it decay

Lie through your teeth and say you'll resurrect a ghost

The paper tigers you made then swore to keep away

You're a knife there at my throat

God, take me back to the orange grove

Fall came quiet and sudden

They're smoking out of their storm doors

Work left town with the summer

We're just trying to keep warm

That cough don't sound any better

Another month, try to push through

Blood in your spit in the morning

Give a fake name at the emergency room

There at the edge of losing everything

Taking desperate swings in the dark

You'll watch it decay

Lie through your teeth and say you'll resurrect a ghost

The paper tigers you made then swore to keep away

You're a knife there at my throat

When your mom got sick so slow

Did you carry the weight alone?

When the bills started to grow

Did you carry the weight alone?

When the bank came for your home

Did you carry the weight alone?

When you reap what they sow

Do you carry the weight alone?

You'll watch it decay

Lie through your teeth and say you'll resurrect a ghost

The paper tigers you made then swore to keep away

You're a knife there at my throat

God, take me back to the orange grove