Peach, Plum, Pear

I thnk I have a different interpretation than most and this may be because I feel this song is reflecting what I'm going through in my personal life.

we speak in the store i'm a sensitive bore you seem markedly more and i'm oozing surprise (she meets a guy and gets the courage to continue talking to him. she feels that she is already out of his league, but he becomes interested in her because she says things that he becomes surprised about, things that he didn't expect her to say)

but it's late in the day and you're well on your way what was golden went gray and i'm suddenly shy (their relationship may continue and she realizes that the conversations they share only a moment, and meaningless compared to the whole picture. each day they end without a climax and this makes her aware of the reality behind their situation.)

and the gatherin' floozies afford to be choosy and all sneezing darkly in the dimming divide (she knows that this person is thought of as attractive, and may have many who tell him so, girls that she can't relate to because she is different, and knows that those girls, are just the same as her behind the scenes)

i have read the right books to interpret your looks you were knocking me down with the palm of your eye (for this same reason, he isn't into her perhaps because of her looks, she is different from those who are normally attractive to him, and different from those he may be attracted to; he didn't have to say anything, she could tell from how he looked at her).

this was unlike the story it was written to be i was riding its back when it used to ride me (the situation was supposed to be much more, he was supposed to be her prince charming, and different from previous experiences before, she was no longer the horse, the submissive being, but instead took charge and initiated, perhaps becoming the princess.)

and we were galloping manic to the mouth of the source we were swallowing panic in the face of its force (although the relationship got off to a good start, perhaps continuing for more far longer than expected, both became scared and it dies; she becomes scared of the rejection, and he becomes concerned about their differences, and perhaps how she may feel)

and i am blue i am blue and unwell made me bolt like a horse (this makes her sick or heartbroken and she wants to run from it instead of pursuing; she returns to who she used to be and transforms back into the same role that she used to play)

now it's done watch it go you've changed some water run from the snow (she realizes its come to an end and realizes that the person she thought he was, wasn't him; it begins to desintigrate further until it has completely dissolved)

am i so dear? do i run rare? you've changed some peach, plum, pear (she questions the reasoning behind it, wondering if the things he may have felt about her were actually the truth. she may have been told in the past that she was rare for her qualities, often even sought out for them, and she thought he might be the same. but her perception of him changed and this was not the case. she thought they were in the same ground but they are as different as each of the fruit)

I think their relationship is more than just a fleeting moment and that the store is a metaphor that leads into the fruit.

again this is just my interpretation and i'm going through a very similar situation (almost to a t). this song makes me very sad in that respect because i understand what its like to be the horse.