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I found a postcard
In a flour tin drawer
It said: Meet me here
At the candy store
The clerk knew my name
But I'd never been in
She handed me a peach
With a paper-thin grin
And the room went gold
Like a jar unsealed
My shoes got light
My doubt got peeled
Pickled lemon Moon
Pickled lemon Moon
You turn my whole day strange
Pickled lemon Moon
Pickled lemon Moon
I like the way you change (change)
There's a cracked blue bowl
On my windowsill
It holds one plum pit
And a dare to spill
I kept my keys
In a breadbox crown
Then I danced in the hall
Till the floor wore down
And the room went gold
Like a jar unsealed
My shoes got light
My doubt got peeled
Pickled lemon Moon
Pickled lemon Moon
You turn my whole day strange
Pickled lemon Moon
Pickled lemon Moon
I like the way you change (change)
If the train rolls by
I'll wave it on
I got a wild little spark
Where the rain was born
Pickled lemon Moon
Pickled lemon Moon
You turn my whole day strange
Pickled lemon Moon
Pickled lemon Moon
I like the way you change (change)
Pickled lemon Moon
Pickled lemon Moon
I'm smiling through the rain





