Orphans in the Key of E Songtext
von Damien Jurado

Easy now, you′re dreaming of a lay
Talk yourself down from every story
Call the game you are losing again
You show no signs of scoring


On the passenger side where my glasses were shattered
Losing myself at the end of your sentence
Call and pretend that your discounted man
Who cries on command will soon pick up the phone

Go to him now while he is not so distracted
By his own magic tricks, by the widows he's husbanded
With the orphanage closed, it′s so hard to know
Which childhood dream he's still planning on leaving

In the grocery store where a man is an audience
Time is on sale and the band is no one you've heard of
And there is no applause, just the sound of alarms
And the register yawns at the sound of you leaving