Martes 13

Dead man walking
By David Bowie

He swivels his head
Tears his eyes from the screen
As his past puts him back in Atlantic City
There's not even a demon in Heaven or HellIs
it all just human disguise?
As I walk down the aisle
And I'm gone gone gone
[Gone gone gone spinning slack through reality]
Now I'm older than movies
[Deadens my brain falling up through the years]
Let me dance away
[Till I swivel back round then I fly fly fly]
Now I'm wiser than dreams
[Losing breath from the water when I'm gone gone gone]
Let me fly fly fly
[Spinning slack through reality]
While I'm touching tomorrow
[Deadens my brain falling up through the years]
And I know who's there
[Till I swivel back round then I fly fly fly]
[Losing breath from the water when I'm gone gone gone]
When silhouettes fall
[Spinning slack through reality]
And I'm goneLike I'm dancing on angels
And I'm gone through a crack in the past
Like a dead man walking Like a dead man walking

Three old men dancing under the lamplight
Shaking their sex and their bones
And the boys that we were
An alien nation in therapy
Sliding naked and new
Like a bad tempered child
On a rain slicked street

And I'm gone
Like I'm dancing on angels
And I'm gone through a crack in the past
Like a dead man walking
Like a dead man walking