She Walked Away

While we're working on the "She Walked Away" EP, a friend suggested I do some posts about how I came to write that song and discuss the lyrics in some depth. I admit, I have some reservations about that, but I do think it's a good idea. So I'll get started by posting the lyrics as they stand right now (I keep tinkering, so these are a bit different from the current recordings).

She turned and walked away
And left him standing there
With a taste in his mouth.
A little sweet, a trace of lime --
Once so familiar, a bit strange this time,
A little strange this time.
A thought of coolness falling,
Of his fingers, of her hair;
Of something fragile missing, he can tell it isn't there.

What can he say? How should he feel?
She walked away; he knows it's not real.

He feels a thread grow weaker;
A shadow falls between.
He lifts his eyes to see what happened,
But above there's only sky, just a hint of lead;
Just the dawning thought that longing can turn to dread.

What can he say? How should he feel?
She walked away; he knows it's not real.

Maybe they'll both feel the damage.
Maybe they'll be blown apart.
Maybe he'll feel so transparent,
Like the world can see his heart.

She turned and walked away
And as she seems to fade
He can feel himself forgetting
The museum, the parking lot
The jeans she liked to wear
The coolness falling through his fingers tangled in her hair.

What can he say? How should he feel?
She walked away; he hopes it's not real.

What can he say? What should he do?
She walked away; She walked away? He'll walk away too.