Story Behind the Song
I was dating a writer at the time I wrote this, and I had this idea that the "pearls" in her speech lay in her paranthetical statements. I had a flash of the parentheses themselves being like the shells on an oyster, with the words in between, and I wrote this song with that in mind. I'm really not sure what the whole "scarlet tongs" thing is all about. It made sense when I wrote it.
Lyrics
She got her life.
She takes her time.
She got her own world
and I got mine.
She got her share
of wounded pride.
She's been way far gone
and she got the scars
to prove it.
And I don't feel any more
of the low down desperation
that I was feeling before
this kharmic respiration.
Give me something
to lean on and I'll try
not to kiss the floor.
I'm waiting,
waiting for more.
Far beyond the world?
I wonder.
Apologetic girl:
below her, promises unfurl.
We're far along
with scarlet tongs.
My parenthetic pearl,
live on.
I'm hypnotized,
been polarized.
I'm hanging back one step,
but I can't say why.
And I don't feel any more
of the low-down desperation
that I was feeling before
this perquisite elation.
With a reticent sheen on,
I turn as I close the door,
impatient, aching for more.
Far beyond the world?
I wonder.
Apologetic girl:
below her, promises unfurl.
We're far along
with scarlet tongs.
My parenthetic pearl,
live on.
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Greg Goldman
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