Peach Plum Pear (Joanna Newsom Cover) Paroles

and you're well on your way
what was golden went gray
and I'm suddenly shy

And all 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 is unlike the story
it was written to be
you were riding its back
when it used to ride me

We were galloping manic and I am blue
I am blue and unwell,
make me bolt like a horse.

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

Am I so dear?
Do I run rare?
And you've changed some:
peach, plum, pear.