[ti:Shooting Star (LP版)] [ar:Harry Chapin] [al:Verities And Balderdash] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Shooting Star (LP版) - Harry Chapin [00:06.88]Written by:Harry Chapin/Sandy Chapin [00:13.77]He was crazy of course [00:16.95]From the first she must have known it [00:20.35]But still she went on with him [00:23.86]And she never once had shown it [00:27.24]And she took him off the street [00:30.37]And she dried his tears of grieving [00:34.18]She listened to his visions [00:37.25]She believed in his believe in [00:42.12]Oh he was the sun burning bright and brittle [00:47.34]And she was the moon shining back his light a little [00:52.71]He was a shooting star [00:55.84]She was softer and more slowly [00:58.83]He could not make things possible [01:01.81]But she could make them holy holy [01:13.51]He was dancing to some music [01:16.53]No one else had ever heard [01:20.15]He'd speak in unknown languages [01:23.32]She would translate every word [01:26.33]And then when the world was laughing [01:29.69]At his castles in the sky [01:33.40]She'd hold him in her body [01:36.16]Till he once again could fly [01:41.11]Oh he was the sun burning bright and brittle [01:46.14]And she was the moon shining back his light a little [01:51.84]He was a shooting star [01:54.51]She was softer and more slowly [01:57.61]He could not make things possible [02:00.65]But she could make them holy holy [02:11.88]Well she gave him a daughter [02:14.82]And she gave him a son [02:18.00]She was a mother and a wife [02:20.96]And a lover when the day was done [02:24.45]He was too far gone for giving love [02:27.54]What he offered in its stead [02:30.66]Was the knowledge she was the only thing [02:34.13]That was not in his head [02:50.99]He took off east one morning [02:53.92]Towards the rising sun's red glow [02:57.71]She knew he was going nowhere [03:00.32]But of course she let him go [03:03.21]And as she stood and watched him dwindle [03:06.64]Much too empty to be sad [03:10.21]He reappeared beside her saying [03:13.20]You're all [03:16.15]I've ever had [03:19.47]Oh he was the sun burning bright and brittle [03:24.57]And she was the moon shining back his light a little [03:30.18]He was a shooting star [03:32.91]She was softer and more slowly [03:35.89]He could not make things possible [03:38.85]But she could make them holy [03:45.20]Holy