And what will happen in the morning when the world it gets So crowded that you can't look out the window in the morning? - Nick Drake

And I was strong, strong in the sun I thought I'd see when day is done. Now I'm weaker than the palest blue Oh, so weak in the need for you.

Please tell me your second name.
Please play me your second game.
I've fallen so far
For the people you are.
I just need your star for a day.

Fame is but a fruit tree:
So very unsound.
It can never flourish
Till its stalk is in the ground.
So men of fame
Can never find a way
Till time has flown
Far from their dying day.
Forgotten while you're here,
Remembered for a while.
A much updated ruin
From a much outdated style.