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Peach, Plum, Pear

PostPosted: 17 May 2010, 10:18
by milky moon
    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

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

    go; na na na na na na na na na na
    na na na na na na na na na na
    na na na na na na na na

    this was 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 was blue
    I am blue
    and unwell
    made me bolt like a horse

    and; na na na na na na na na na na
    na na na na na na na na na na
    na na na na na na na na

    now it's done
    watch it go
    and you've changed so
    water run from the snow

    am I so dear?
    do I run rare?
    and you've changed so

    peach, plum, pear
    peach, plum