DESCRIPTION:
"The Star Song" by Amanda Palmer & Jason Webley, off their new project 'Sketches For the Musical JIB'.

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Credits:
These recordings are demos of songs written for The Windmill Factory and Old Sound Room’s 2016 production of “JIB, or: The Child Who Went Forth To Learn What Fear Was”. The songs are adapted from original concepts by Michael McQuilken.

All songs written and performed by Amanda Palmer and Jason Webley.

Amanda: vocals, piano, drums, banging on the door
Jason: vocals, guitars, accordion, bass, ukulele, etc

The Wolf Song, The Fear Song and The Star Song recorded by Kevin Salem at The Distortion Tank.
All other tracks recorded in the Viking Hall by Jason Webley.
Mixed and mastered by Jason Webley.

All songs (C) 2016 by Eight Foot Music (ASCAP) and Music That Tears Itself Apart (SESAC).

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Lyrics:
It’s getting cold, I’m underdressed
I’m still not sold on this whole mess
You told me - give it all away
Just trust, it will come back someday
I gave my voice, I gave my time
Was there a choice, and was it mine?
I leant out every stitch I had
I gave you everything you asked
Now nothing left except this faith
This old idea it’s gonna rain

Do you think that the stars
Are going to spend their light on you?
Do you think that the stars
Give a shit what you might do?

Everybody’s naked in the woods
And everybody’s trying to be good
You say you have nothing left to lose
But I know that’s just the story that you use
what you’ve got you’ve got to give it to your mother
what you’ve got you’ve got to give it to your father
what you’ve got you’ve got to give to your sister
what you’ve got you’ve got to give now hand it over

It’s getting dark, I’m lost and scared
I can’t find shelter anywhere
You told me — give it all away
Just trust, it will come back someday
I gave my body and my voice
But do you think I had a choice?
You know what, baby, I’m in hell
Nothing but stories that I tell
Myself - I’ve got to keep the faith
This sad old lie it’s gonna rain

Do you think that the stars
Are going to spend their light on you?
Do you think that the stars
give a shit what you might do?

When there are billions and billions of us all looking for love
With billions of eyes all fixed on something above
And we’re all are waiting for the pyro at the end of the show
But the lights we’re staring up at died out centuries ago

Do you think that the stars
Are going to spend their light on you?
You really think that the stars
give a shit what you might do?

Do you think that the stars
Are going to spend the night with you?
You really think that the stars
Give a shit what you’ve been through?