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A Starfish in the Front Yard

I’ve had this song tucked away in my music collection for years, but never really listened to it. Apparently someone named Chris Ayer sings it, but I downloaded it as part of a Stanford musical collection. It came up on my party shuffle today and caught my ear, so I thought I’d post it…

I saved this song for a rainy day
and I think we’re gonna be okay
cause I’ve got nothing witty left to say
just to stand around and talk about the weather

the fingerpicking changes to slap-pluck style
and we know, that there’s no sense in so much arguing
the world is ending, and no one’s listening
’cause we’ve things between you and me, and god it seems
that everything is always stuck between what’s really happening
and then our voices hit and it’s just “ohh”
and that’s the price of it, and it’s just “ohh”
and everyday that it goes away, and it’s like we say, and it’s not okay
and all we’re left with here today is one last “ohh”

this song is easier than it probably seems,
but in my life, I’ve said a lot of things that I don’t mean
to try and win you over, to try to know my dreams,
and some of the lies that I tried to hide, well their hidden still from me

and there’s a starfish in the front yard, yeah
and he’s sitting there talking ’bout the way, how on a rainy day
even starfish wind up in the front yard, talkin’ how the road was hard
that brought him from the ocean to our lawn on Ambar Way

and then our voices hit and it’s just “ohh”
we’re gonna pay the price of it tonight “ohh”
and there he’s lying there and dying, air is drying out his hide
I think I see a starfish smiling, crying out “ohh”

Come with me down to the sea, by santa cruz
and we can float on funnel cakes, and drown ourselves in booze
sitting in a motel 6, but we’ll never leave the room
we’re singing about those secret things that keep these songs in tune

and then our voices hit and it’s just “ohh”
we’re gonna pay the price of it tonight “ohh”
and everyday that it goes away, and it’s like we say, and it’s not okay
and all we’re left with here today is one last “ohh”

I saved this song for a rainy day
and I think we’re gonna be okay
cause I’ve got nothing witty left to say
just to stand around and talk about the weather