Owen Pallett - Peach, Plum, Pear lyrics

We speak in the store I'm a sensitive bore You seem 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 all the gathering floozies Afford to be choosy And all sneezing darkly In the dimming divide But 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 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 and unwell Made me bolt like a horse Now it's done Watch it go You've changed some Water runs from the snow Am I so dear Do I run rare You've changed some Peach, plum, pear Peach, plum