Foolish Dreams
Foolish Dreams
Music & Lyrics by David Greathouse
© 1991, Sourdough Music, ASCAP
I'd have a house out in the country with a wife and a little girl
Enough to stretch a little farther than the next month's grocery bill
And you would finally find the boy, you would help him to be a man
You would face the world together and you would finally understand
Foolish dreams of foolish dreamers, it's all they are
It seems to me we were never meant to reach up quite this far
But foolish dreamers and their lovers still wish on foolish stars
But they're farther than they seem. Foolish dreams
Remember all the dreams we had in school?
We would own the world, we would be nobody's fool
Remember all the glory in our schemes?
Free from cares or worries like water in a stream
Foolish dreams of foolish dreamers, it's all they are
It seems to me we were never meant to reach up quite this far
But foolish dreamers and their lovers believe their foolish hearts
And they're stronger at the seams
Because they still believe in foolish dreams
Boogerloo, Prevailing & The Booger Song
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Sweet Caroline
David Greathouse and Charlie Wehde live at High Tide Theatrical's No Show Tunes Allowed. Saturday, August 23, 2025.
In Love
David Greathouse live at High Tide Theatrical's No Show Tunes Allowed. Saturday, August 23, 2025.
In Love
Music & Lyrics by David Greathouse
© 2016, Sourdough Music, ASCAP
I've got a secret I've been keeping
But I can't keep it any more
Like a light that can't conceal it's beaming
My eyes would give me up for sure
So I'll come clean
But don't you laugh at me
'Cause I'm in love
I've lived a life in fear of falling
From heights above or for some foolish whim
But gravity is suddenly my ally
And the tailspin that I'm in exacts a grin
The joke's on me
And in spite of me
I'm in love
It's such a simple thing
It was my heart you carted off, but nothing's missing
Yes, I'm in love
Feel like some doe-eyed cartoon pup
Baying at the paper moon you pasted up
Guess I'm in love
It's just embarrassing
I used to laugh at all those saps up on the silver screen
I give up
I swear it knocked me on my butt
When the music swelled, and the curtains fell, and the lights came up
I'm in love
I've got a secret I've been keeping
But I can't keep it any more
I'm in love
Yes, I'm in love
Kite Without A Tail
Kite Without A Tail
Music & Lyrics by David Greathouse
© 1997, Sourdough Music, ASCAP
Balsa and paper, string and a day made for laughter
A gust through the trees, grass up to your knees
And a breeze that taunts you to catch her
Launch your contraption, a carefree distraction of motion
It swoops and it dips giving gravity the slip
Through her oceans of cyan and golden
It tugs and it twists, this bright painted ship at your fingertips
But mutiny cries and it's yanked from the sky
With only the flick of your wrist
Because a kite without a tail is just a plaything for the wind
A jester keeping Zephyr's temper light
And it never really flies, it just clutters up the sky
And spins in lazy circles 'til it dies
At the end of my string I aimlessly dreamed of the "Good Life"
And I've forgotten what that means
But I knew as a child, and the memory, defiled, lingers on
And the pain of the fall doesn't matter
It's a lesson Paul wrote in his letters home
And living will never be better than it is here with you
But a kite without a tail is just a plaything for the wind
A jester keeping Zephyr's temper light
And it never really flies, it just clutters up the sky
And spins in lazy circles 'til it dies
Soft tethered ribbons, a train made of faded old linens
A fluttering rhyme, she's your rudder through time
And the reason you say you are winning
So christen the wind, set sail with a friend or a lover
Race to a height above fear and you might
You might see the edge of forever
But a kite without a tail is just a plaything for the wind
A jester keeping Zephyr's temper light
And it never really flies, it just clutters up the sky
And spins in lazy circles 'til it dies
Because a kite without a tail is just a plaything for the wind
A jester keeping Zephyr's temper light
And it never really flies, it just clutters up the sky
And spins in lazy circles 'til it dies