Silver Stars

Remember the lights going out over Boston?
Just you and the moon
Oh, let the blackness bloom
The nights are quite prolonged since we lost him
It’s not that we weren’t close
But you’ve got to get right with the ghosts
Well I rolled, and I rolled, and I rolled in the sheets
Till I soaked them
Dripping, thinking of wives
Reliving the lives
We’ll I strolled out to Levitt’s
And I bought some Kools, and I smoked one
Quit fourteen years, still tastes like tears
See you in the square
I can see you at the show
I can smell it in your hair
Should have seen it in the glow
All red and retina
Should have recognized the threat
In your eyes, realized
I asked you, and asked you, and asked you
And you never denied it
Never hid your scars
All there, forearm
Well I watched you, and watched you, and watched you
Take some strange pride in it
They were your Purple Hearts
They were your Silver Stars
See you in the square
I can see you at the show
I can smell it in your hair
Should have seen it in the glow
All red and retina
Should have recognized the threat
In your eyes, realized