Scarlett
Tender Hearts and Station Conversations: Daphne Gale's Scarlett Tale
Lyrics
We stand at South Station
We find ourselves at South Station.
Crossed arms and forced conversation
We stand with crossed arms, engaging in a conversation that feels forced.
Neither wanting to take blame for some altercation I can't reclaim
Neither of us wants to accept blame for a past altercation that I cannot recover.
But we talk
Nevertheless, we talk.
yeah we talk
We continue talking.
yeah we talk
The conversation persists.
Cause a bit of farewell's bad luck
Engaging in farewells brings bad luck.
We argue with crimson violet
We argue passionately, represented by the colors crimson and violet.
Hot stares and cold, flowered silence
Our arguments are intense, with heated glares and a chilly, flowered silence.
I guess that's our way, you and me
This seems to be our unique way of relating, with tender hearts and occasional temper fits.
Tender hearts, temper fits
Our relationship is characterized by tender emotions and occasional fits of anger.
And that's the way it'll be
This dynamic is likely to persist.
Unless we try and change it
Unless we make an effort to change it.
But I hate
However, I harbor strong dislike or resentment.
yeah I hate
I strongly dislike or resent something.
How it makes me still feel like a kid
These dynamics make me feel like a child.
Ooh, ooh
(Repetition) Vocalization expressing emotion.
Ooh, ooh
-At the station I think of Scarlett
While at the station, my thoughts turn to Scarlett.
Old friend from the farmer's market
Scarlett is an old friend I know from the farmer's market.
She's encyclopedic on greenery and seedlings
She possesses extensive knowledge about plants and seedlings.
And likes lots of people but keeps to herself
Despite being sociable, Scarlett prefers solitude.
After spending the year by a hospitable bed
After spending time caring for someone in need of hospitality,
And now Scarlett has no one to argue with
Scarlett no longer has anyone to engage in arguments with.
Oh, Scarlett has no one to argue with
Reiteration: Scarlett has no one to argue with.
Oh, Scarlett has no one to argue with
-And I start to lose taste for our arguments
As a result, my taste for our arguments diminishes.
Knowing Scarlett has no one to argue with
Understanding Scarlett's situation, I start losing interest in our disagreements.
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