Something is waking on Indian Orchard
Place after place through the woods along the roads
Dreading fly dawn
Day gaining on
Shadows that lift off the boom and the buildings
White gravel crab apples black under their buds
Shallow tracks swish back up to the stairway
Steady the silver line up into the sun
Shapes on the lawn
Woods waking on
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Indian Indian Indian Indian Indian Orchard Road
Something has changed since the very beginning
Heard in the bath making ghost out of the blue
Belting fear on angels in cold water
And in all through it all i'm missing you
Hand glider dawn
I'm hanging on
To Indian Indian Indian Indian Indian Orchard Road
To Indian Indian Indian Indian Indian Orchard Road
Something is setting on Indian orchard
Making its way through the timber woods alone
Indian Indian Indian Indian Indian Orchard Road
Indian Indian Indian Indian Indian Orchard Road
Indian Indian Indian Indian Indian Orchard Road
Indian Indian Indian Indian Indian Orchard Road