Stars (Patterson Rahsaan)

Stars They come and go. They come fast, they come slow Like the last light of the sun ? all in ablaze. And all you see is glory but it gets lonely there When there?s no one here to share. We can shake it away if you hear a story. People lust for fame like athletes in a game. We break our collarbones and come up swinging. Some of us are downed, some of us are crowned Lost and never found. And the ones who gave the crown Have been let down and Try to make amends without defending. Stars The come and go. Coming fast, coming slow Like the last light of the sun ? all in ablaze. And all you see is glory. But most have seen it all. We live our lives in sad cafe?s and music halls Always with a story. Stars They come and go. Coming fast, coming slow Like the last light of the sun ? all in ablaze. And all you see is glory.