John Pfeifer - vocal, piano,drums, music/lyrics; Matt Scott - piano,organ, synths, samples, tambourine, shaker
boundless
Story behind the song
There were girls that haunted me for years. "Emily," Maggie," and "Pleasance," all to varying degrees. Of course, these weren't their real names. But their significance did not diminish their effect on me at all over the years.
Lyrics
Was it '91 or '92 that Emily breezed into your airless life?
She carried the slightest hint of Red perfume,
and in her tie-dyed string-top clearly she's your type.
You agonized for months on how to ask this beauty out.
You finally threw the glove down and hit it right
That mysterious fall of '89 when you were young,
and Maggie was just one promise your future held.
She had that sparkling mischief in her eye.
Into a passionate whirlwind you found yourself propelled.
You agonize to this day how the calls stopped coming in.
You finally threw the towel in and took your hit.
A city like this certainly isn't boundless.
You've gotta run into them some day.
Turn the corner, one of them just might be there.
Don't let your mouth get in the way.
And whether hopes or fears, suspect they're by no means groundless;
you've gotta run into them someday.
The summer of '96 in some other life,
when Pleasance fixed you in her haunted wistful stare.
And beneath the yellowed Rhinelander sign that was barely lit,
she would restively worry her finger through her long wavy hair.
You agonized for weeks on how to help this poor girl out.
She finally took it on the chin then...
but you walked away.
A city like this certainly isn't boundless.
You've gotta run into them some day.
Turn the corner, one of them just might be there.
Don't let your mouth get in the way.
And whether hopes or fears, suspect they're by no means groundless;
you've gotta run into them someday.