Cygnet Committee
Track #4 | Time: 02:36 |
Composer: Bowie | Report | Print | Up^ I bless you madly, sadly as I tie my shoes
I love you badly, just in time, at times, I guess
Because of you I need to rest
Because it's you that sets the test
So much has gone and little is new
And as the sparrow sings
Dawn chorus for
Someone else to hear
The Thinker sits alone growing older
Memory of a Free Festival
Track #9 | Time: 03:21 |
Composer: Bowie | Report | Print | Up^ 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
An Occasional Dream
Track #6 | Time: 03:25 |
Composer: Bowie | Report | Print | Up^ 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
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