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
Janine
Track #5 | Time: 09:36 |
Composer: Bowie | Report | Print | Up^ Oh my love, Janine
I'm helpless for your smile
Like a Polish wander
I travel ever onwards to your land
And were it not just for the jewels, I'd close your hand
Your strange demand
To collocate my mind
Scares me into gloom
You're too intense
Letter to Hermione
Track #3 | Time: 00:43 |
Composer: Bowie | Report | Up^ you can add song text...
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