Starry Skies

You’re down again
Ten out of ten
Your talent tries
Who’ll recognize?
You win the truth:
You’ve lost your youth
For the big time
There’s little time
Stop sinking! Take a breath!
Stop thinking «This is death!»
Clear that mascara
That embarra-
Singly dries
On your sorry eyes
Answer each cattle call
Sing them each «Satin Doll»
Regard all catcalls
As just small pratfalls
On your rise
To the starry skies
You fear your friends
You’re near the end
Nothing to trust
But girl, you must
Stop sinking! Take a breath!
Stop thinking «This is death!»
Clear that mascara
That embarra-
Singly dries
On your sorry eyes
Answer each cattle call
Sing them each «Satin Doll»
Regard all catcalls
As just small pratfalls
On your rise
To the starry skies