Low Spark

My friends, Lunar Stew played this the other night and it got me to thinkin:

If you see something that looks like a star
And it's shooting up out of the ground
And your head is spinning from a loud guitar
And you just can't escape from the sound
Don't worry too much, it'll happen to you
We were children once, playing with toys
And the sound that you're hearing is only the sound of
The low spark of high-heeled boys

The percentage you're paying is too high priced
When you're living beyond all your means
And the man in the suit has just bought a new car
From the profit he's made from your dreams
But today we just read that the man was shot dead
By a gun that didn't make any noise
But it wasn't the bullet that laid him to rest, it was
The low spark of high-heeled boys

If you had just a minute to breathe
And they offered you one final wish
Would you ask for something like another chance?
Or something similar to this?
Don't worry too much, it'll happen to you
As sure as your sadness and sorrows are joys
And the sound that you're hearing is only the sound of
The low spark of high-heeled boys
The percentage you're paying is too high priced
While you're living beyond all your means
And the man in the suit has just bought a new car
From the profit he's made from your dreams
But today we just read that the man was shot dead
By a gun that didn't make any noise
But it wasn't the bullet that laid him to rest, it was
The low spark of high-heeled boys

If I gave you everything that I owned
And asked for nothing in return
Would you do the same for me as I would for you?
Or would you take me for a ride
And strip me of everything including my pride
But spirit is something you can't destroy
And the sound that you're hearing is only the sound

The low spark of high-heeled boys



Steve Winwood circa 1971