OH, THAT'S WHAT THEY SAID

20 YEARS

And it was so new

Of a wish come true

And you were so blue, my love

And I felt it too, my love

For you

And if light should grow

From a stars’ faded glow

Not much to know, my love

But what a show, my love

Emotions tend to erode in this semi-conscious state

We seem to have found ourselves but twenty years too late

And even though I’ve felt

And even though I feel

I don’t feel like I used to

The slightest comment evolves devoid of style and grace

Just waiting for my own words to be thrown back in my face

And until the light begins

And in vision to the end

We use the word “Forever”

 

 

20 Years

2000 Summers

A Ghost Of Rebecca

America's Dream

Anything That Feels Like Yesterday

Chicken Little

Falling Out

Friend

God Is A Funny Guy

In Memory Of The Spark Of Initial Eye Contact

Losing Sleep

Lost

Meantime Fascination

Million Eyes

More Than Marshmallows

No One Else

Portrait

Sentimental

September Mourning

Shut Up

Southeast

Stars Fade

Tell Kim I Said Hi

The Hopeless Romantic

The Next Failure

Tomorrow's Gesture

*Willseyville Answering Machine Songs