Starchild from Night Wolves by Night Wolves

Hello little starchild. Did I catch you tripping through the wind or was it you who caught me? Fresh off the tracks from another Glasslands ball. I lost a weekend. I misplaced my heart but worst of all I lost my sense of security. Could it be more relevant there was never anything there at all? If it's so amazing, why does everything feel like a hazing for a lack of both parties? You told me you were depressed & I guess that's what impressed me most of all. So if you're a starchild I can see the fireworks exploding like a twisted New Year's Eve, golden fireballs & spades, arrows of malachites & jades.
Could it be that a man like me is incomplete, as an
individual, that he needs the image repertoire as represented in the other. Images of my demise linger with me. I'm only mourning over something that's perceived, and you the other would go on, without batting an eye. If it's all beginning to fall apart, I can tell you right now, Tina, you'll always get over a broken heart. If it's all the same to you & me, I never thought it'd come down to my sexual insecurities. I'll never see you again. If it's so amazing, why does everything feel like a hazing? I never thought I'd die this way. Like Job I look back and reflect on the mistakes that I've made. All the little pieces, though they're shattered, broken, split, and scattered still haunt us to this day. What a surprise to find it was just a fling from my better days, my redder days.

• Punk
• Stadium Rock
• garage
• glam
• glam rock
• glampunk
• indie rock
• rock and roll
• surf
• Los Angeles