OH, THAT'S WHAT THEY SAID

STARS FADE

He witnesses a falling star and puts up his defenses

He says, “I want to say I love her but I’m too scared to be offensive.”

Tapping out a love song that reminds him of his first pursuing

She says, “That’s nice, there, what you’re playing,”

He said, “I don’t know what I’m doing.”

She wore the dress her mother always told her was too revealing

Like a little girl piercing skin for any type of feeling

She has a strong opinion on the things that don’t mean anything

She says “The boy in which I sense the hunger is the one that’s most becoming.”

She fakes a smile at wholesale

And fantasizes into soul containment

She finds beauty in the smallest of detail

Everyone trashes this lush arrangement

You push a lifestyle based on fear

To write a lyric of years more experience

He’s fallen for the latest trend and claims to be satisfied

Since the Creative Corporation of America has been downsized

He figures that the quest for meaning has been lost in wealth

Since the one who meant so much is happy just to lose himself

You argue with the T.V.

Singing “I don’t believe that anything is fair…”

A young girl’s wish for equality

And a boy’s wish for long hair

And you remember being only a fan

This idea was dead before it began

 

 

 

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