Life is like a lemon peel
It wraps around the way you feel
Stinging hard to something to your eyes
The taste is often bittersweet
It can knock you off your feet
All I ever think about is back
How many times since then you've been
wrapped in the flesh of another
Standing in the shadow past, I am a needle that's holding fast,
my shoulders are full of biscuit in between.
Life sets you up to knock you down,
so you can taste the stony ground that lies beneath the comfort of your dreams.
All I ever think about is back
And how many times since then you've
been wrapped in the flesh of another
All I ever think about is back
And how many times since then have you been wrapped
in the flesh of another lemon peel?
Life is like a lemon peel
Wraps around the way you feel
The taste is often bittersweet
It can love you up your feet
All I ever think about is back
And how many times since then you've been wrapped in the flesh of another lemon peel,
Standing in the shadow cast by lemon peel that's holding fast,
as sure as our own mystery between
Life sets you up to knock you down so you can taste the stony ground that
lies beneath the cover of your dreams, of your dreams