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