In early 1979, I moved into my first apartment, for the rip-roaring rent of $40 per week. I had never lived alone before and spent much of my off-job time listening to music or songwriting. I wrote short “Seventh Star Dreamer”, lyric and melody, 36 years ago this month, sitting at the kitchen table late one afternoon.
By choice, I worked third-shift at a factory producing laminate tabletops. My typical day ended as most other people’s began. But there was something refreshing about my nocturnal lifestyle and evening walks, with stars above, to my job. The Milky Way inspired my writing.
From my catalog of other lyrics or songs posted for this year: “Cries by Day, Cries by Night“; “Dank Deep Eyes the Darkness“; “Disco Queen“; “Empire State“; “Road to Jericho“; “Surrealistic Pillow“.
Seventh Star Dreamer
Gytel makes up fantasies in her head
Today a huntress, she stared a lion to death
Gytel likes to transcend then—to be a movie star
Will her dreaming ever bring her that far?
Seventh Star Dreamer
Will she always be?
Or will her dreams one day
Become reality?
Seventh Star Dreamer
Always reaching for the sky
Until the eighth star comes down
Nothing turns out like the dreams she tries
Gytel sits on her bed with her ear to the telephone
A make-believe boyfriend calling from his home
He says the streets are cluttered with lines of fans
All waiting to read her book on the Origin of Man
Seventh Star Dreamer
Will she always be?
Or will her dreams one day
Become reality?
Seventh Star Dreamer
Always reaching for the sky
Until the eighth star comes down
Nothing turns out like the dreams she tries
©1979 Joe Wilcox
Note: The lyric’s copyright is one of this blog’s exceptions: All Rights Reserved. Because the work as presented here is only partial. Melody is missing.
Photo Credit: Gabriela Camerotti