Rusty Bertrand on Nostr: Look out my window and what do I see A crack in the sky and a hand reaching down to ...
Look out my window and what do I see
A crack in the sky
and a hand reaching down to me
All the nightmares came today
And it looks as though they're
here to stay
What are we coming to
No room for me, no fun for you
I think about a world to come
Where the books were found by the Golden ones
Written in pain, written in awe
By a puzzled man who questioned
What we came here for
All the strangers came today
And it looks as though they're here to stay
- David Bowie, Oh! You Pretty Things
A crack in the sky
and a hand reaching down to me
All the nightmares came today
And it looks as though they're
here to stay
What are we coming to
No room for me, no fun for you
I think about a world to come
Where the books were found by the Golden ones
Written in pain, written in awe
By a puzzled man who questioned
What we came here for
All the strangers came today
And it looks as though they're here to stay
- David Bowie, Oh! You Pretty Things