""In Memory of Mrs. Maxwell"" genre: Folk Rock
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	Matthew Scott--Synthesizers, drums, bass; John Pfeifer--Vocal, electric guitar, guitar synthesizer, music/lyrics; Produced and mastered at Byte-Size Sound (Lombard, IL)
	CD: cell
	Story Behind the Song This is a long overdue love song to the girl who used to live across the street from one of us. Every now and then I'm visited in dreams by this girl, enjoying a closeness that never was despite being neighbors. In junior high, I played Mr. Maxwell in a play called "The Shock of His Life," and she played my wife. By the time a few years later I was blindsided by what I realized were long-standing feelings for her, she'd moved away. The subject of being visited in dreams, either by past loves-that-weren't or by "girls you know well that you've never met before" has long been a favorite topic, and we have many songs which use that theme: "Camilla," "Violet Ghost," "Crazy Dream" (the last two not yet released) and even "opening...--On the Heights--Main St." We decided to include it on the "cell" album, as it deals with regrets and forever-lost opportunities, and as the "concept" becomes clearer (we hope--we may have to upload a schematic) with the addition of new tunes, you'll perhaps see that the lyrics in the chorus have taken on an eerie and profound new context. Lyrics I saw you on the other side of my eyes last night; a veiled facade of one not seen for years. I imagined you on the other side of the street again last night, quite at home in your old room, while I'm alone with my old fears. You saw my eyes quite innocently gazing at your legs; I like to think you were waiting for my praise. Quick--fix your dress--and cover up that dizzying sight; and glance at me in the blink of an eye, and hide our thoughts back in their haze. Mr. Maxwell's been okay; he's been recovering from "The Shock of His Life." But he has dearly missed his wife, who's gone forever down Missouri way. Was it love or lust that made me learn to hurt for you, a girl we all ignored despite your grace? I wish that I could win back all the times I never said how I long to touch your hair, how I live for your embrace. Mr. Maxwell's been okay; he's been recovering from the shock of his life. But he has dearly missed his wife, who's gone forever down Missouri way

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