Starfields from Chicago by Isaac Riley

Walking down to familiar dreams
Calming down from unfamiliar screams
Brothers sleeping now, mother's smoking out
Let's remember times, and let's all talk about

Starfields looking down in the sky at me
There's nothing to do but hope they will see
Starfields looking oh-so bright tonight
There's something to see and it's not a light

I could sing to you, but I won't sing again
a pressure in me feels like it's come to an end
My dreams are there, please just animate
Your passion will not fade, only your will to create

Starfields looking down in the sky at me
There's something to do but hope they will plead
Starfields looking oh-so bright tonight
There's nothing to see and there's nothing to light

• Rock
• alternative
• Richardson