You know I love Bowie, when...

topic posted Wed, April 18, 2007 - 12:49 PM by  Unsubscribed
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His lyrics, with perfect intonation
remain in my short term memory
virtually permanently.. what poetic
skills! from an interstitial on Outside
(this album is clairvoyant..):

Old Touchshriek was the main name server,
suspected of being a shoulder-surfer;
but he didn't know from shit about charge-response systems...
Now Ramona A. Stone we knew was selling interest drugs
she got males all hung up on the mind-filters...
She was, if you don't mind me sayin' so, an up-date dame...
Now Leon, he couldn't wait for twelve o'clock midnight,
he jumps up on the stage, with a crisp, crisp machete
and slashes around, cuttin' a zero in everything, I mean,
a zero in the fabric of time itself...was this a suspect?
I sez to myself, whoa! gail courage! oh wait! I'm getting ahead of myself!
let me take you back to when it all began...

beautiful, no? ( I like concept albums..)
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  • Re: You know I love Bowie, when...

    Thu, April 19, 2007 - 8:06 AM
    and the prison priests are decent
    my attorney seems sincere
    I feel my days are numbered
    Lord get me outta here

    toll the bell
    pay the private eye
    all's well
    20th century dies
    • Re: You know I love Bowie, when...

      Thu, April 19, 2007 - 8:20 AM
      I *adore* this one :

      The children of the summer’s end
      Gathered in the dampened grass
      We played our songs and felt the london sky
      Resting on our hands
      It was god’s land
      It was ragged and naive
      It was heaven

      Touch, we touched the very soul
      Of holding each and every life
      We claimed the very source of joy ran through
      It didn’t, but it seemed that way
      I kissed a lot of people that day

      Oh, to capture just one drop of all the ecstasy that swept that afternoon
      To paint that love upon a white balloon
      And fly it from the toppest top of all the tops
      That man has pushed beyond his brain
      Satori must be something just the same

      We scanned the skies with rainbow eyes and saw machines of every shape and size
      We talked with tall venusians passing through
      And peter tried to climb aboard but the captain shook his head
      And away they soared
      Climbing through the ivory vibrant cloud
      Someone passed some bliss among the crowd
      And we walked back to the road, unchained
      • Re: You know I love Bowie, when...

        Thu, April 19, 2007 - 9:02 AM
        I still kinda like

        I recall how we lived
        On the corner of a bed
        And we'd speak of the Swedish room
        Of hessian and wood
        And we'd talk with our eyes
        Of the sweetness in our lives
        And tomorrows of rich surprise...
        Some things we could do

        In our madness
        We burnt one hundred days
        Time takes time to pass
        And I still hold some ashes to me
        An Occasional Dream

        And we'd sleep, oh so close
        But not really close our eyes
        Tween the sheets of summer bathed in blue...
        Gently weeping nights
        It was long, long ago
        And I still can't touch your name

        For the days of fate were strong for you...
        Danced you far from me

        In my madness
        I see your face in mine
        I keep a photograph
        It burns my wall with time
        Time
        An Occasional Dream
        Of mine
        An Occasional Dream
        Of mine
        An Occasional Dream
        Of mine

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