Confetti

written by Vonda Shepard

recorded by Vonda Shepard

appears on the albums "By 7:30"

and "Heart and Soul: New Songs From Ally McBeal"

Skinny little brats

Walking down Avenue A

Dangling their cigarettes

Their Independence Day

Tears like filigrees

Wear them on their sleeves

Nobody's main squeeze

It's thirty-five degrees

[00:33.71]Poetry of ordinary life

[00:38.48]Is what I live for

[00:41.36]They just wanna be seen

[00:43.73]They just wanna be heard...said

[02:38.05][00:46.00]My words are like Confetti

[02:41.90][00:50.14]And you never pick them up

[02:45.91][00:53.92]They fall onto the ground

[02:49.29][00:57.49]I need someone to lift me up

So diaphanous, so ephemeral

And all those bad words

They never learned in school

Groovy like my mamma was

In her black turtle neck

She was so high strung

She was so low tech

Poetry and tattooed dreams

And fourteen caret nose rings

The children of elite

Are trying to be street saying

My words are like confetti

And you never pick them up

They fall onto the ground

I need someone to lift me up

My words are like confetti

And you never pick them up

They fall onto the ground

I need someone to lift me up