David = Stardust 


 

Like Freddie, Mick and Lou et al

The sentence handed down

That get us all in the end

A deadline somewhere on the horizon

A train has left the station at an unknown speed

And it will arrive - sooner than later



Sooner than later it catches us all

The people on posters and in magazines

The people we put in frames by TVs

And thousands of strangers littering the papers each day



A sigh, a stiff drink or three

Put on stiff upper lip

Back to work, get on with the business

What else can you do?

Create as long as you can 

Today, maybe the next day

A train is looming in the back of your mind



But the show goes on

The show must go on



And when the time has come

And the train has left 

Only your shell remaining on this side of life

The fans will pause and offer prayers and thanks

They'll reprise and review you

And say the things that get said at such times

"Icon","Legend", "Genius"



Then the show goes on

The show always goes on



But you've left a mark

YOUR mark

Major Tom, Diamond Dogs

Blue Jean, Tin Machine

Young Americans, Thin White Duke

"Heroes", Heathen, Pretty Things, Young Dudes

The Jean Genies, Cracked Actor, Aladdin Sane

And Ziggy

Finally a Blackstar

Future Legend, living legend no longer



And the show goes on without you

And the show goes on

                 And on

                    And on

                       And on

                          And on

                             And on

My Confession

This is my confession -

It's so easy to hide away
It's so easy to stay at arm's length
Too easy to say I don't care
But even though I say I don't care
I want your approval
I want to be acknowledged
I want recognition and praise
I need these things!
I desperately need physical contact
I want someone to listen when  I finally open up
To tell me everything is okay
On those days I'm at the end of the rope
To take the lead when I falter
To challenge and call 'bullshit' when needed
I need someone to be understanding

I need to be understood
Not judged -
Just understood


Help nurture the scared little boy underneath all the bluster
Understand the disappointment of the misfit kid
Out in the sticks, solitary
Starry eyed dreamer

Innocence and youth lost a little bit early
Just too goddamned smart for my own good
Book smart, street stupid
Looking for the place you fit in
Never feeling like you fit in
Westerberg, you're singing to me
Longing, wanting, aching to be
"I just might lose it - I just might use it"