I attempt to hide the fact that I’m sentimental
But I was there when you shone like Bethlehem from afar
Yes, I was there when you were young and strong and perverted
And everything that makes a young man a star
I was there when you shone as bright as Bethlehem from afar
And the moon climbed for all the history of grief
You were everything that makes a young man a star
Do you still remember how we used to be?
As the moon climbed for all the hist’ry of my grief
The stars called out your name in brilliant song
They still remember how we used to be
Although we ourselves have now forgotten
The stars called out your name in brilliant song
And my voice joined them, though thick with tears
While we, ourselves, are trying to forget
The heavens cry out our names