Page 120 of Kind of Famous

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“I know this song.”

Sure enough, he began with the same first verse he’d sung to me before.

Another tequila sunrise/misty and gray.

Empty house

Empty bottles

And the sun sets

On another lonely day

As he sang, Micah managed to keep a steady beat going. Rick worked in a simple bass line between the verses, and Shane continued as he had once before. That first verse had made me sad when I’d first heard it, picturing broken-hearted Shane, but now he was describing the house he’d be coming home to, tonight probably. Dark and empty. I’d left it that way.

Hope glints against the darkness

Pinpricks of light

Fill the night sky

Moonage daydreams

And the time comes

For her star to burn bright

Ash said, “Damn, girl.”

Shane looked up, and the entire stage exploded in tiny pinpricks of light everywhere, like stars shining. The crowd ate it up. The rhythm transformed, picked up as he sang the chorus.

Constellations turn

Turn around in flight

Stars shine

Shine against the night

Wish I may

Wish I might

Find my one true love’s light.

That was the extent of the song as far as I knew. I expected him to simply repeat the chorus and end there. He proved me wrong. Yet, again.

The key changed, as did his strumming pattern. Noah came in with the melody from the chorus, but it played against the bridge in a way that gave me unexpected chills.

I’m a star man

waiting in the sky.

Another cheer erupted at the nod to David Bowie.

Show me a sign

A flicker of ginger-haired star shine

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