I been pacing the streets like a manic
 God makes up in this wide spreading panic
 Got the message that you sent
 Don't know exactly what it meant
 Easy [bad word] back to find
 ten room flat within my mind

 Standing in my doorway
 Seasons keep slipping away
 Counting the same old scars
 Missing that easy star

 Got the world to believe it this planet
 I'll have no more to admit you can count it
 You don't kill a kingdom when
 My youth and fortune's slow gone spread
 All the times I've gone too far
 I caught you a twinkling easy star

 Standing in my doorway
 Seasons keep slipping away
 Counting the same old scars
 Missing that easy star