Shooting Stars

SHOOTING STARS Let’s get it right guys - we’re not stars, only supporting cast The real stars are bright warm personalities moving fast Oh sure, we can enter the atmosphere at thousands of miles per But these big suckers keep rolling round heaven much speedier We’re just dust and, let’s face it, we will burn up in a second But red giants and blue dwarfs live longer than anyone’s reckoned Picture it - one night on tv it’s maybe something like an eclipse And just when the commentator ‘s gonna move his lips I come shooting in and steal the scene and everyone remembers me And forgets the real phenomenon they came to see It’s like watching Jack Elam as the jail-drunk in HIgh Noon Who wakes before the big showdown and leaves too soon. Yeah - Shooting Star? Phooey. It’s a misnomer and we all enjoyed it But now let’s look at the big picture, recognize a mistake and avoid it. . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . .. . . . .. . . . . .. . . Entered in Tirzah Conway's Contest Shooting Stars