He gets up in the darkness   And he calls out, "Where am I?"   He looks down from the heavens   And he's tired of the sky      Five hundred lonely years ago   He shone blue and bright   And it's killing him to know   That you're seeing it tonight      In his room no one blesses   He undresses his award   To the moon he confesses   "I'm going down there for sure"      A star is bored      He's dreaming in the valley   And he's shaking in the stream   He's shining in the alley   And they're kissing his golden feet      They ask him, "Are you famous?"   You've answered that, you know   They tell him he looks nervous   He says, "You look too close"      And the place where he's staying   Shoves his dinner in the hall   The number that he's dialing   He'll really wanna call      He gets down and starts praying   Like they taught him, to the wall   "Oh, Lord"      A star is bored