Okkervil River Song About a Star Lyrics:
He cut your strings so that he could float - lit
by lights, lifted by alcohol - over acres of
loving coast, far away from your lonely ghost. Now
he's cool and all, floating anchorless. Ports of
call: where it's fabulous, after all of this
watching himself just crawl. Think you see him?
He's not there, that's just light that's not
yet dead. Wait two hours and watch what'll be
there instead. Was he small and cold, like a ring
you call up from home, held so tightly his limbs
went numb, worn away between your finger and
thumb? Well, now he's bought and sold. Cry his
call number down the phone, he can't hear you
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– he's on his float, waving down to the folks
at home. As the cameras love all of his faces,
they hide all the traces of you in his heart.
Stand in line to hold forth on his grace, but you
won't even get a head-start. As his close-up
comes cascading down from above, the eyes of a
nation in love are looking on all of their hopes
held up. And the words that some screenwriter
counted and chose, and then set in their sequence
and froze, unfreeze on his tongue as he speaks for
all of us but one. And honey, he's gone. And
baby, he's everyone's. In the dark sky
tonight, cast your eyes on the dim light that he
will become. You're like everyone who thinks
they see him. He's not there, that's just
light that's not yet dead. Wait two hours and
watch what'll be there in
Lyrics: Song About a Star, Okkervil River [end]