| Song | I Was a Fool |
| Artist | Roman Candle |
| Album | Oh Tall Tree in the Ear |
| Out in the evening past the bridge and below | |
| frogs and cicadas left and right growling low. | |
| I've spent so much time round here when spring is done | |
| been here a thousand times, not heard a single one. | |
| Birds in the morning while I'm shoveling the snow | |
| coffee pot wheezing soft as my stereo | |
| All of the things I've had whether I've known or not | |
| All of the things I've known and then somehow forgot | |
| When I was young riding aound | |
| beer in my lap, one window down | |
| bird in the tree, kiss on the mouth | |
| I thought that I had figured it out | |
| I was a fool. Then I met you. | |
| Dusk was the longest hour when I was a kid. | |
| Beautiful things sometimes can seem pretty hid. | |
| Funny the things that make you want to walk the land | |
| are the things sometimes you barely understand. | |
| Found lots of crooked road before I found you | |
| hard to curse any road but sometimes you do. | |
| Feeling all strung out, drawn up from head to gut | |
| I was calling out, I didn't know for what | |
| When I was young riding aound | |
| beer in my lap, one window down | |
| bird in the hand, kiss on the mouth | |
| I thought that I had figured it out | |
| All of these things so hard to find | |
| up in my face, lost to my mind | |
| hand on the knee, kiss in the mouth | |
| I thought that I had figured it out | |
| I was a fool. |
| Out in the evening past the bridge and below | |
| frogs and cicadas left and right growling low. | |
| I' ve spent so much time round here when spring is done | |
| been here a thousand times, not heard a single one. | |
| Birds in the morning while I' m shoveling the snow | |
| coffee pot wheezing soft as my stereo | |
| All of the things I' ve had whether I' ve known or not | |
| All of the things I' ve known and then somehow forgot | |
| When I was young riding aound | |
| beer in my lap, one window down | |
| bird in the tree, kiss on the mouth | |
| I thought that I had figured it out | |
| I was a fool. Then I met you. | |
| Dusk was the longest hour when I was a kid. | |
| Beautiful things sometimes can seem pretty hid. | |
| Funny the things that make you want to walk the land | |
| are the things sometimes you barely understand. | |
| Found lots of crooked road before I found you | |
| hard to curse any road but sometimes you do. | |
| Feeling all strung out, drawn up from head to gut | |
| I was calling out, I didn' t know for what | |
| When I was young riding aound | |
| beer in my lap, one window down | |
| bird in the hand, kiss on the mouth | |
| I thought that I had figured it out | |
| All of these things so hard to find | |
| up in my face, lost to my mind | |
| hand on the knee, kiss in the mouth | |
| I thought that I had figured it out | |
| I was a fool. |