Introduction
“Something in the Orange” is a song by Zach Bryan, an American singer-songwriter known for his raw and affectional folk music. The song achieved attention for its compelling lyrics and genuine delivery. Although the specific history at the rear of the song’s creation isn’t universally documented, it’s believed to have been written and released as part of Bryan’s independent music journey, where he achieved a substantial following through social media platforms like YouTube and achieved recognition for his authentic narration through music.
The song alone revolves around longing, nostalgia, and the time route. It grabs the essence of remembering the past, arousing a sense of wistfulness, and sending it back. Bryan’s expressive voice and genuine lyrics punched a chord with listeners, resonating with those who prize honest, introspective songwriting.
As Zach Bryan continues to grow as an artist, “Something in the Orange” remains one of the striking trails in his supply, exhibiting his talent for preparing passionate, stirring music that connects with audiences on a deeply personal level.
Released April 22, 2022
Lyrics:
It’ll be fine by dusk light I’m telling you, baby
These things eat at your bones and drive your young mind crazy
But when you place your head between my collar and jaw
I don’t know much but there’s no weight at all
And I’m damned if I do and I’m damned if I don’t
‘Cause if I say I miss you I know that you won’t
But I miss you in the mornings when I see the sun
Something in the orange tells me we’re not done
To you I’m just a man, to me you’re all I am
Where the hell am I supposed to go?
I poisoned myself again
Something in the orange tells me you’re never coming home
I need to hear you say you’ve been waitin’ all night
There’s orange dancing in your eyes from bulb light
Your voice only trembles when you try to speak
Take me back to us dancing, this wood used to creak
To you I’m just a man, to me you’re all I am
Where the hell am I supposed to go?
I poisoned myself again
Something in the orange tells me you’re never coming home
To you I’m just a man, to me you’re all I am
Where the hell am I supposed to go?
I poisoned myself again
Something in the orange tells me you’re never coming home
If you leave today, I’ll just stare at the way
The orange touches all things around
The grass, trees and dew, how I just hate you
Please turn those headlights around
Please turn those headlights around
