The Orange Monkey Songtext / Lyric

A restlessness took hold my brain

and questions I could not hold back

An orange monkey on a chain

on a bleak uneven track



told me that to understand

you must travel back time

I took a plane to a forein land

and said I'll write down what I find






Beneath a mountain's jagged shelves

cloacked with snow and shadows sheer

plates tipped up upon themselves

the pain of fifty million years



and mules and goats were running wild

A happy chaos carried on

and old men and the young boys smiled

and worked until the day was gone



Packs of sandy-coloured dogs

walked streets that looked like building sites

but piles of rocks and dust and smog

could not hold block out a different light

When I returned I ran to meet

the monkey, but his face had changed

He stood before me on two feet

The track was now a motorway