Stars

Stars, they come and go
They come fast, they come slow
They go like the last light of the sun, all in a place
And all you see is glory here
But it gets lonely there when there's no one there to share
You can shake it away
If you hear a story

People lost for fame like athletes in a game
They break their collarbones and come up swinging
Some of them are crowned, some of them are downed
Some are lost and never found

But most have seen it all
They live their lives in sad cafés and online halls
And they always have a story

Some make it when they're young
Before the world has done its dirty job
And later on, someone will say you've had your day
Now you must make way

But they'll never know the pain
Of using a name you never owned
And the years of forgetting what you've known too well
That you, who gave the crown, have been let down
You try to make amend
Without defending, perhaps pretending

You never saw the eyes of young men at twenty-five
Who followed as you walked, asked for autograph
Kissed you on the cheek
You always knew that they don't really love you

Some make it when they're old
Perhaps they have a soul
They aren't afraid to bear her
Perhaps there's nothing there

Stars, they come and go
They come fast, they come slow
They go like the last light of the sun, all in a place
And all you see is glory, but it gets lonely there