Golden Star
Seeing reflections of dead friends
in the window panes of passing trains
my spirit and patience begin to wane
from the lack of attention
decaying fingers point the way
to my re-invention
isn't it ironic
that the same chords
make different songs
sound the same to you and me
hit a note
that reminds you
of how we used to be
I've levelled up
so batten down the hatches
with this power gained
i can undo the latches
I'm coming in
I'm coming through
I'm coming for you tonight
you are the best thing about my life
i need no power up
no golden star
we're perfect
the way we are
in the window panes of passing trains
my spirit and patience begin to wane
from the lack of attention
decaying fingers point the way
to my re-invention
isn't it ironic
that the same chords
make different songs
sound the same to you and me
hit a note
that reminds you
of how we used to be
I've levelled up
so batten down the hatches
with this power gained
i can undo the latches
I'm coming in
I'm coming through
I'm coming for you tonight
you are the best thing about my life
i need no power up
no golden star
we're perfect
the way we are
© Jim Steel 2011