Lyrics The Dust of Long-Dead Stars - The Jayhawks

The Dust of Long-Dead Stars

Pouring slowly out of the Owl Bar
Side the Beverly Hotel
Stumble over to the Rendezvous
We’ll have another cocktail there
Nurse another cheap old-fashioned
(Oh, oh)
The floor is streaked with dreams and beer
(Oh, oh)
Cursing that old sin, ambition
(Oh, oh)
There is certainly none of that in here
Certainly none of that in here
The dust of long dead stars
That is who we are
The dust of long dead stars
That is who we are
Silly rings formed on the counter
Lost among the boomerangs
The existential biker waitress wisdom
Betty Page without the bangs
Like two moths lost and tattered
(Oh, oh)
Only looking for the light
(Oh, oh)
Went searching for enlightenment
(Oh, oh)
But ended up in here tonight
Ended up in here tonight
The dust of long dead stars
That is who we are
The dust of long dead stars
That is who we are
The dust of long dead stars
That is who we are
The dust of long dead stars
That is who we are