Story Behind The Song
A unique individual and a cross-country trip served as inspiration for this song.
Song Description
This poetic song combines soaring vocals and exquisitely visual lyrics in an evocation of an idyllic romance. The narrator is whistful and reverent in her ode to her lover, who has apparently slipped away.
| Song Length |
5:02 |
Genre |
Folk - Alternative, Folk - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Exultant, Delighted |
Subject |
Long, Lover |
| Similar Artists |
Jewel, Tracy Chapman |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Gentleman of lank and pleasure, sweat out on my bottle
How I miss your green-eyed coy and how I miss your thirsty smile
Was I vicious? Was I syrup rain? And could you read my cornea?
And did you hear me whisper to you, "Boy, I'm going to miss you"?
And did you see me shiver when I read your words?
If you tossed a couple to me I could hide them with the bones
(Chorus)
Pretty as a summer's ghost you made me
Pretty as a summer's ghost, you made me scissortail...
Long and slender, oh I simply must surrender
Please, set my temple on your knees
And let my incense fill your --
Wondering if it could leave your body my dear
Never to be waning, no, it could not be explained my dear
The words we use do not contain it
Water, honey, perfume drops, and sweet green leaves
We go creaking through the trees my dear
Perhaps my dreams will see you when I sleep
(Chorus)
A round of toasts to you my dear, I'll see you in your head
Mine is hot and needs a bed, and I did not think I'd feel this heavy
Dear Route 1, dear Pensacola sky setting,
Dear Texas highway wildflowers
And the music floated down in latticework
And although it's cold this winter,
Your phantom arms surround me with the wind