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U P S I D E     d o w n s t a i r s    a cambridge comedy of manners
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"Falling For You"    Music and lyrics by Cass von Braun
Vocal by Cass von Braun

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S E T T I N G

Academic Dean Don Adams is trying to regain his wife Kate's affection. She has told him that with him she has to "endure the punishing obtuseness of life as a cog in your administrative process," and she's decided to take a room at a local residential hotel to try to regain her joie de vivre.

In "Falling for You," Don shows that he apparently understands that his wife will roam, but he seems to want her anyway.

In this song, Don tells Kate that to him the sound of his daily paper shuffling is not so boring. In fact it is a lovely sound as it reminds of their early days together, in the New England countryside of their college days.



L Y R I C

There's a rustling in paper shuffling
That sounds like scuffling in the leaves
Pandemonium in the light
Of such fluttering in the breeze
We ran through the woods like wild things,
And then feeling rather hot
You kicked your boots off
And went racing off after the dogs

Laughter cutting the air
Your amazed shrieks at the shock
The sticks have stickers, thorns and darling
An acorn's hard as a rock
To get your boots back on,
We had to sit down
I kissed you for the first time as we rested on the ground

Falling for you, falling for you
[4 bars instr.]
Turning on your street I cross my shadow on the road
Calling for you, already I'm falling for you
There's a biscuit in my pocket for the doggie

With some surprise I realize
That one has to be a Rover
She circles endlessly underfoot
Enough to knock you over
When your brother with a feather in his cap rides out
On a horse called Macaroni,
You suddenly relent and send out the hound,
Bounding after the pony

Falling for you, I'm still falling for you
[4 bars instr.]
Turning on your street I crossed my shadow on the road
Falling for you, I'm still falling for you
With a biscuit in my pocket for the doggie











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