Peach, Plum, Pear (Walnut Whales Version) Joanna Newsom

We speak in the store
I'm a sensitive bore
And you're markedly more
And I'm oozing surprise

But it's late in the day
And you're well on your way
And my Valentine's 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
And you're knocking me down
With the palm of your eye

Nah nah nah nah...

This is unlike the story
It was written to be
I am riding its back
When it used to ride me