fad
written by peter c marinari on 5.29.98
hothouse flowers/
their spoil permeates the air/
you were a flower/
sometime back somewhere/
how beautiful/
for a summer/
but come winter...//
the glisten's gone girl/ the glisten's gone/
the glisten's gone girl/ the glisten's gone/ // /
at this late hour/
words spill from our mouths/
you had power/
but you shut it all out/
how timid/
you were our leader/
but in springtime...//
the glisten's gone girl/ the glisten's gone/
the glisten's gone girl/ the glisten's gone/ // /
you're a fad, girl/
you're a fad, girl/
you're a fad, girl/
your appeal is all worn out/
how sad for you/
it ended/
but the truth is/
the glisten's gone girl/ the glisten's gone/
the glisten's gone girl/ the glisten's gone