The Clientele
Orpheus Avenue
Static sparking in my shoes
Spoons are bent by you-know-who
On Orpheus Avenue
Kids outside forget their lanes
Tall grass and the smell of rain
On Orpheus Avenue
Rainfall on my aching bones
Weary Jane, won't you come home?
To Orpheus Avenue
Home to houses still and quiet
Paper-thin against the night
On Orpheus Avenue
There's laughter in the dark
There's Sybil in a jar
Orpheus is singing in the wires
Orpheus is singing in the wires
Orpheus is singing in the wires
Orpheus is singing in the wires
The river catches falling spoons
Frozen branches and the moon
On Orpheus Avenue
A gyroscope spins on a glove
Statues on the bridge at noon
On Orpheus Avenue
Winter's coming, you know where
Smell the ozone in the air
On Orpheus Avenue
There's Sybil in a jar
Faces falling like a coin
From the bridge where two worlds join
On Orpheus Avenue
There's Sybil in a jar
There's laughter in the dark
There's Sybil in a jar
Orpheus is singing in the wires
Orpheus is singing in the wires
Orpheus is singing in the wires
Orpheus is singing in the wires