Orange world
Short strings strum the twenty minute drive
The letters in the mountains make passes
Guards of mutually assured destruction
Say hello in dead languages
To lively foreign natives taking breaks

Evacuate the orange world
Take in the feeling of not belonging to your home
Live in the sky for 7 days
Swim in the sky and float in its reflection
Leather soles packed in carpet
Say goodbye to the family

Greet a family of dogs
The orange world is isolate
Their interest is always peeking out
Vegetation lacks scent other than screaming hormonal
Reach with the Banyan to the world below
Build a piece of orange world from broken boards and the blood of old lords

You can build orange land
Without salt the land cannot become the orange world
Afloat on buoyant swells