Stars - Rahsaan Patterson

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.