Oranges - Young Jesus

She wants to believe he’s something more

He’s eating an orange outside the door

He’s a deceiver when he’s bored

She’s reading the oranges by the door

She’s a believer in the relief

That we’re all receivers of suffering

Becoming a kneeler

Checking on a fever

Praying to a god defined by his demons

You can leave it all behind

Don’t you know that don’t you know that

You can read it in the rinds

Don’t you know that don’t you know that

She wants to change her name to Mary

She kicked the deceiver out the door

She’s throwing up from the girl she carries

But the church demands the baby born

Now nine months later the baby moans

She sits by the doorstep getting stoned

Feeding oranges without feeling

Praying she’s not defined by her demons

You can leave it all behind

Don’t you know that don’t you know that

You can read it in the rinds

Don’t you know that don’t you know that