Joanna Newsom - Peach Plum Pear lyrics

We speak in the store, I'm a sensitive bore

You seem markedly more and I'm oozing surprise

But it's late in the day and you're well on your way

What was golden went gray and I'm suddenly shy

And the gathering floozies afford to be choosy

And all sneezing darkly in the dimming divide

And I have read the right book to interpret your look

You were knocking me down with the palm of your eye

This is unlike the story, it was written to be

I was riding its back when it used to ride me

And we were galloping manic to the mouth of the source

We were swallowing panic in the face of its force

And I am blue

I am blue and unwell

Made me bolt like a horse

Now it's done

Watch it go

You've changed so

Water runs from the snow

And am I so dear?

Do I run rare?

You've changed so

Peach, plum, pear

Peach, plum