This is a song about a romance of taste, and of the way falling for someone gets entangled with falling for what they read and listen to. It's really modeled on my high-school experience/high-school fantasy. Some folks might thing it sounds like a m

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You used to read every night
First Bronte and Austen,
then Plath and Sexton,
Then Gary Snyder and Ann Waldman

You used to listen every night
First Annie Difranco
Then Joanie Mitchell
Then Tori Amos and the Indigo Girls

And there's this boy that you met
In the poetry section of Barnes and Noble
And you asked him what he read
And he said lately I've been into
I've been into the metaphysical poets
Have you got into them yet?
You said me,
the only old stuff I read
is Shakespeare and John Keats
but I would love to see John Donne through your eyes
Wouldn't that be nice...

Now you read every night
But it's this boy's handwriting
You can barely decipher it
And he's citing poems on every page

And you love the mix tape he made
You really love Bob Dylan
And you love Leonard Cohen
You're even starting to like Tom Waits

And you can't tell yet
if it's this boy your falling for
Or if it's just the way he reads
But you put the power of two
on the first mix you made him
Your friends said that forward,
but to you it just seemed sweet
and you guess it worked
'cause this boy is sweet

Well you used to read every night,
First Bronte and Austen
then Plath and Sexton
Then Gary Snyder and John Donne

And you still read every night
But now it's goodnight moon
And mother goose
And moo ba, la la la