Eric Armitage - Tangerine Skies

Raleigh is home to just about 500,000 people
But what makes Raleigh a great place to live
A lot of people who call this area home
Are young, friendly, diverse, and educated
Despite the large population
There's still a strong sense of community in Raleigh
People say strangers will strike up a conversation
When they're just walking down the street
Now, isn't that nice

Shhhh - you hear that? Kind of sounds like hope
Kind of sounds like I'd rather be happy and broke
Than than live a life with a knife at my throat
My necktie came with a choking hazard on the package
Sorry, yours - *choke* don't
Smell that, though?
Yeah, that shit smell dope
If depression comes knockin' - I'ma be like nope
And if she tries flirtin' with me in the crowd
I'ma hit her with that
Look, I just gotta use the bathroom, but I'll be back soon
Dip quick to the back door and get out
Order me an Uber back to Midtown
You won't catch me wallowin' miserably
In my Sorrowful Mysteries anymore
Life is glorious and all I've got is big smiles
These sunny days don't allow me to time to meditate
I'll reach heaven when I reach it, ma - a wizard's never late
I guess that highway's me finally taking the high road
God got me on cruise control

Turn the radio knobs up
Forget my problems
All I can see are tangerine skies
With the way I'm feelin' right now
I could do anything, anything, anything, anything
The forecast ain't cloudy
New friends surround me
And I got a reason to go outside
With the way I'm feelin' right now
I could do anything, anything, anything, anything

It's just my new escape - a fresh taste
Not to change the conversation - but, anyways
(Oh, for a look at a friendly face)
I'm sorry to say, my friends, but you've all been replaced
You're too late, I just packed up my suitcase
Pinpointed a new place, it's only been a few days
Come in, come in, could I offer you a drink or something
With how I felt back home
You know that I had to think of something - no, I'm (still)
Still hustlin', dreamin', movin' forward
Before you talk about somebody like a news reporter
Go make sure your room's in order (aww)
Yup, just another slack-jawed New Yorker
Drove his way across the border, I'm playin'
Cuz GPS ain't the only one who welcomed me
Even Ludacris ain't get this Southern Hospitality (Cadillac grills)
Sight-seein' with the windows down, system loud
This summer Summer Sanders - I'ma figure it out, bloaw

Turn the radio knobs up
Forget my problems
All I can see are tangerine skies
With the way I'm feelin' right now
I could do anything, anything, anything, anything (what!)
The forecast ain't cloudy
New friends surround me
And I got a reason to go outside
With the way I'm feelin' right now
I could do anything, anything, anything, anything

Space may be the final frontier
But it's made in a Raleighwood basement
Space may be the final frontier
But it's made in a Raleighwood basement

I've thought up an ending for my book

Written by:
Eric Armitage

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