When all the stars were fallingI reached up like you saidAll the stars were falling, one hit me in the headAnd I fell down, down, downI fell down, downWhen all the stars were fallingThey fell from aboveAnd I thought of hate, and I thought of hateAnd then I thought of loveAnd I fell down, down, downI fell down, downAnd I've learned how to dance from a Vincent van Gogh,And the nights were wrapped in a white sheetAnd now no one even says hello'Cause I couldn't stand on my two feetI fell downI fell downNow the peace you will find, on your own you have foundThe lights of the city are the stars on the groundI may not be a quaalude living in a speed zoneBut I could be restful, I could be someone's homeIf I fell downAnd I fell down, downNow all the stars have fallen.-When All the Stars Were Falling by Lisa Loeb & Nine Stories
I love the lyric: "I learned how to dance from a Vincent van Gogh." So visual.
I also love Lisa Loeb's glasses. I bought my first plastic frames after studying her Cake and Pie album booklet. For example:
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