RIP David

Heathen

 

Steel on the skyline

Sky made of glass

Made for a real world

All things must pass

 

 

Ooo

 

 

Waiting for something

Looking for someone

Is there no reason?

Have I stared too long?

 

 

Ooo, ooo

 

 

You say you'll leave me

And when the sun is low

And the rays high

I can see it now

I can feel it die

 

Oooo

 

 

David Bowie

 

 

 

Done