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Under the Orange Trees
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fun ballad in tribute to an odd romance: Queen Irene and Eugenides, Thief for her rival. This one is acoustic, stripped down, and happy despite all odds. (Kind of like the story itself.)
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Bethany Powell/Daniel Powell
2009
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Tue Jul 14, 2009
Rock : Folk Rock
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About the song
Dan was picking the catch you'll hear at the beginning of the song, and I started singing. I'd been considering doing a love-ballad for this story (to contrast Stealing Peace, a more gritty take), and the sound just fit. I made Daniel keep playing and sat down with paper and pen--a creating process we hadn't used in a while.

Eugenides has always known the terrible queen of Attolia was more than her image of a cold goddess of wrath. When she was still young (a princess) and he was younger he caught sight of her dancing out in the palace garden as if imagining friends all around her. The vulnerable loneliness behind her severe reign propels him, years later, to try and rescue her from that reputation and that loneliness.
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Dancing under the orange trees
Eat one, two, three
You don't know anything about me,
But I saw you dance under the orange trees

When I sneak through your chimneys
And slip through the hallways while you dream
I'm not trying to make you fear me
I'm too captivated by that memory

I saw you dance under the orange trees
I'll eat one, two, three
You don't know anything about me
But I saw you dance under the orange trees...

You've heard so much bad about me
And they've told me the horror stories
But let me tell you014they don't everything
Both of us are more, I want you to see

Now you're across from me
Trying to explain this dichotomy
You've always been a mystery
Poisoning suitors, and so very lonely

By yourself, dancing under the orange trees
...sweet Irene
On that throne, looking down at me
...so cold, so lost Irene
Come closer, you can dance with me
...Irene
Lose those heavy earrings with the bees
Should I steal you away?
...back to the orange trees

I saw you dance under the orange trees
I'll eat one, two, three
You don't know anything about me
But I saw you dance under the orange trees...