And there he stood
With broken wings
Scuffed shoes
And tattered dreams
The story
An American dream
The reality
A washout in the sea
The tale of a star falling
The money-maker
Living the utopian fantasy
At night he stands up to his name
Down the drain
Slides his fame
And we shall praise no more
The talke of a star falling
In his time of life
Shone in his eyes the spotlight
Including a limelight
In bed a dim light
Through the mirror a high beam light
Attempted suicide
Shone the heavenly light
And then he came to a red light
Stop
To his one night lover
And another undercover
Below them lies a mother
A son
Or maybe a daughter
Then he must cover
Or he shall suffer
Then he creates another
And there he stood
With broken wings
Scuffed shoes
And tattered dreams
The story
An American dream
The reality
A washout in the sea
The tale of a star falling