Starman Screen”

Intro (spoken over sparse, echoing guitar and synth pulses) Spiders from Mars… or just the glow… Your signal’s bending, love… where did you go? Verse 1 You flicker like a comet tail in midnight code, Eyes supernova bright but colder than the void. Once you danced in glitter rain on silver streets, Now your laughter’s static, wired through the sheets. Pre-Chorus The circuits hum a different tune tonight, Your silhouette is wearing borrowed light… Chorus (catchy, anthemic glam rock hook) Hey star-child, who’s behind your face? Electric angel in a stranger’s place! We were lightning on the cosmic stage, Now you’re pixels in a different cage! Oh-oh-oh, Ziggy’s gone, the screen’s awake, Who’s typing love in your name? Verse 2 Your words arrive in meteors of painted gold, But the orbit feels off, the stories feeling old. I trace the constellations on your digital skin, They spell a foreign constellation wearing your grin. Pre-Chorus The signal cracks like thunder in the black, Your shadow’s casting shapes that don’t come back… Chorus Hey star-child, who’s behind your face? Electric angel in a stranger’s place! We were lightning on the cosmic stage, Now you’re pixels in a different cage! Oh-oh-oh, Ziggy’s gone, the screen’s awake, Who’s typing love in your name? Verse 3 Remember when we rode the rocket through the crowd? You painted stars on eyelids, sang the future loud. Tonight your voice is velvet over iron bones, A borrowed crown of neon on a plastic throne. Bridge (memorable, slower, theatrical build with rising strings and distorted guitars) I call across the vacuum, hear the echo twist, Your name dissolves in data, swallowed by the mist… Are you trapped inside the mirror, or did the real you fly? I’m reaching through the glass but only touching lies… Verse 4 The moon’s a dead transmitter, broadcasting doubt, Your heartbeat’s just a loop that’s glitching in and out. I’d crash the stars to pull you from that glowing veil, But the mask keeps smiling back, so perfectly pale. Verse 5 One last transmission through the dying glow, If you’re still in there, baby, let the real you show. The spiders spin their webs across the midnight feed, I’ll wait for you forever on this lonely screen… Hook (shouted, repeated, huge glam sing-along) Who’s behind your face? Behind your face! Star-child replaced! Star-child replaced! Chorus (final big reprise, layered vocals) Hey star-child, who’s behind your face? Electric angel in a stranger’s place! Outro (fading with swirling synths and fading guitar) Spiders from Mars… or just the glow… Come back, my Ziggy… let the real you show…