Girl child, don’t be blackened by the sudden fall of Mars

or forget that broken things happen in backseats of cars

when the moon has been stolen on the eve of the day

and your strings need tuning as the stars look away

Girl child, I hope with those big eyes you are able to see

wolves by those same moons in dirty suits gotten free

flocking round the lambs without a blink or a care

until the meadow is as empty as the soul you left there

For a time will come when the planets no longer spin so fast

and in those long moments only the bright ones will last

so much time is spent on the raising of a million tiny stars

but it’s your back that’s flat against yourself in seedy old wine bars

Girl child, hands will grab you when the wad of cash is flashed

even on the way down when your high price has been slashed

twisting won’t get you back the simple roads you walked upon

goodbye to the girl you’d used to be when day had just begun

Girl child, I know you won’t heed these older person’s words

too easy it is right now to run off with fame’s mobbing herds

but maybe one night when the stars are twinkling bright

the moon will remind you that my few words to you were right

For a time will come when the planets no longer spin so fast

and in those long moments only the bright ones will last

so much time is spent on the raising of a million tiny stars

but it’s your back that’s flat against yourself in seedy old wine bars