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28 April 2005 @ 07:55 pm
everyone hates lyrics, i don't care  
We speak in the store
I'm a sensitive bore
and you're markedly more
and I'm oozing suprise

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

I have read the right books
to interpret your looks
you were knocking me down
with the palm of your eye

This was unlike the story
it was written to be
I was riding its back
when it used to ride me

We were galloping manic
to the mouth of the source
we were swallowing panic
in the face of its force

I was blue and unwell,
made me belt like a horse.

Now it's done.
Watch it go.
You've changed some.
Water ruin from the snow.

Am I so dear?
Do I run rare?
You've changed some:
peach, plum, pear.
Mood: bluish
Music: Joanna Newsom - Peach Plum Pear
Second Best Coffee in Town: mr. squirreldaoistraver on April 29th, 2005 02:13 am (UTC)
Why does everyone hate them? I sure don't.
poopbot on April 29th, 2005 09:48 pm (UTC)
i especially don't hate them when they're from joanna newsom. she's magical!
Mellen: happiness happensabsentmammoth on May 1st, 2005 03:15 pm (UTC)
no question, she's full of magic!