Lyrics:

There was a night when my view of the whole world
Changed with a crack of an eggshell
I lay my head to rest in the hands of a pretty orange peeler, she said
"Baby, don't be so down on yourself, at least not tonight, please"
"Baby, don't be so down on yourself"
I realized that the moon shines like a pillowcase
And creases like our comforter
You think of me, I'll think of you as a place, as a home

I hold onto your words like candlelight
You hold onto mine like a pantomime

A selfless man with a back cut like photographs
Was pulling out my wisdom teeth
He planted them in the backyard and they grew to be tall
Strong orange trees
The fruit was rotten but the dirt was expensive
That's all nature meant to me
The fruit was rotten but the dirt was expensive

I hold onto your words like candlelight
You hold onto mine like a pantomime
I hold onto your words like candlelight
You hold onto mine like a pantomime