Starry Skies (Count Zero)

You've lost again Ten out of ten Your talent tries... Who'll recognize? You win the truth: You've lost your youth For the big time There's little time... Stop sinking! Take a breath! Stop thinking "This is death!" Clear that mascara That embarrasingly dries On your sorry eyes Answer each cattle call Sing them each "Satin Doll" Regard all catcalls As just small pratfalls On your rise To the starry skies You fear your friends You're near the end Nothing to trust But girl, you must... Stop sinking! Take a breath! Nothing can kill like death! Clear that mascara That embarrasingly dries On your sorry eyes Answer each cattle call Sing them each "Satin Doll" Regard all catcalls As just small pratfalls On your rise To the starry skies