Where are The Starry Messengers I don't know,I sit and wait for them years ago they use to ride the plains,they left no remains, God only knows. On a cold and grey day I seem to work my way to an empty subway train,that rolls by the cemetary,I see half stripped cars and old man bars, it all seems the same except for the loose change, Where are The Starry Messengers I don't know God only knows for Hilly Kristal