Bright Orange Air - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Leading by a thumb, it's still a branch of knots

That snagged into your hair. Oh you forgot

We're easy to get pressed into your photo books

It's the way I hold a face until the camera drops

Bright orange air, it's the people's lines below

I can read at night in the outdoor light, and I'm waving

By catalog and nail, I've methodized your goodbyes

The flicker of compare, it's only now, this half-way

Broken by the tragic loss of confidence, we're an

Orphanage that's left in the subcontinent

Bright orange air, it's the people's lines below

I can read at night in the outdoor light, and I'm waving

By your timely rise, I'll have read as fast

By your sallow mouth, I'll have kept lookout