1989_0801 : Endless Laughter
More lyrics from August ’89, the period while M. was in Italy. I could no longer stand the torture, and in song had to describe my fear that she might be hooking up with this Italian guy. The “Some things don’t mix, like skin oil and water” lyric was a particularly vivid image. I think this may have been the last song from “Phase One — The Songwriting Era,” which had to close sometime.