DAVID BOWIE station to station live 2005 remastered version

Select language to translate this lyric

The return of the Thin White Duke
throwing darts in lovers' eyes
Here are we, one magical moment
such is the stuff from which dreams are woven
Bending sound
lost in my circle, dredging the ocean
Here am I
flashing no colour
tall in my room overlooking the ocean
Here are we
one magical movement from Kether to Malkuth
There are you
you drive like a demon from station to station
The return of the Thin White Duke
throwing darts in lovers' eyes The return of the Thin White Duke
making sure white stains
Once there were mountains and mountains
once there were sunbirds to soar with
and once I could never be down
I got to keep searching and searching
oh, what will I be believing
and who will connect me with love?
Wonderful, wonderful,
wonder when?
Have you sought fortunes evasive and shy?
Well, drink to the men who protect you and I
Oh, drink, drink, raise a glass
raise your glass high
It's not the side-effects of the cocaine
I'm thinking that it must be love
It's too late
- to be grateful
It's too late
- to be late again
It's too late
- to be hateful
The European cannon is here
Well, I must be only one in a million
Cause' I can't pass the day without her
It's too late
- to be grateful
It's too late
- to be late again
It's too late
- to be hateful
The European cannon is here
Should I believe that I've been stricken?
Does my face show some kind of glow?
It's too late
- to be grateful
It's too late
- to be late again
It's too late
- to be hateful
The European cannon is here
Yeah, it's too late
It's too late The European cannon is here
And yes it's too late!
It's too late The European cannon is here
And yes it's too late!
It's too late The European cannon is here
The return of the Thin White Duke
throwing darts in lovers' eyes The return of the Thin White Duke
making sure white stains...

SUBMIT CORRECTIONS