He gets up in the darkness

And he calls out, "Where am I?"

He looks down from the heavens

And he's tired of the sky

Five hundred lonely years ago

He shone blue and bright

And it's killing him to know

That you're seeing it tonight

In his room no one blesses

He undresses his award

To the moon he confesses

"I'm going down there for sure"

A star is bored

He's dreaming in the valley

And he's shaking in the stream

He's shining in the alley

And they're kissing his golden feet

They ask him, "Are you famous?"

You've answered that, you know

They tell him he looks nervous

He says, "You look too close"

And the place where he's staying

Shoves his dinner in the hall

The number that he's dialing

He'll really wanna call

He gets down and starts praying

Like they taught him, to the wall

"Oh, Lord"

A star is bored