From the screenplay, Taking the Fall...
The Starry Ghost
(Ode To A Troubled Rock Star)
I wonder if a heart at peace
Has anything to say --
Or does the pen draw deeper
From a well of ghosts in gray?
I know of one whose strokes
Mark the haunting of his soul --
His eyes reflect the truth behind
His band's tough rock and roll...
Though I can't see the faces
Of his ghosts, I know their names --
Injustice, Mistrust, Loss
Creeping through a fog of Pain...
A silhouette in black
On a dimly lighted stage,
Giving voice to more than words
He once scribbled on a page.
But I'll never share these thoughts,
In my heart he'll steal no peek,
For many falsely claim they, too,
Can hear his spectres speak --
But they just wish on stars
As for answers sought in prayer.
Never caring for the star itself --
Nor knowing its despair...