Orion's Gut

Gods inside and the worlds the size of that living room

From the porch, the skies they turn opposite of you

You woke up with you shoes on and your head full of soup

It's hard enough to get up and find a way to stir that spoon

Cause' the less you move the more you used to nothing else to do

And there's times you use the hurt inside to find a new excuse

You explain why you don't call, your hearts got freezer burn

You wanna be alone but you get so bored you lose all your concerns

So you sing some more and you haven't changed your clothes

Your neighbor went insane

Waiting in the grocery lines like standing in the rain

And all your parents they've grown grey hairs

And been put on lay-away

Bout' a capital ?, he sleeps in, takes his seventh day

So you look up at Orion's gut and you wonder just how soon

Till' those stars rust and his belt combusts

And the sky falls down on you

Well you can be the kind that finds justice by

Searching a place of blame

Or you could see it's your foot that keeps stepping on the rake

There's gods inside and the worlds the size of that living room

From the porch, the skies they turn opposite of you

You woke up with you shoes on and your head full of soup

It's hard enough to get up and find a way to stir that spoon

It's hard enough to get up and find a way to stir that spoon