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Strangers When We Meet (No Trendy Réchauffé Live Birmingham 95)
David Bowie
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All our friends now seem so thin and frail
Slick your secrets hotter than the sun
Don't need cheap press
No trendy rush of fame
I've got you, but I can't go on
All my violence raining tears upon the sheets
I'm bewildered, for we're strangers when we meet
Black screen TV
Dreaming ourselves in the stone
Forget my name, for I'm over you
Blended sunrise
And it's a dying world
Humming Rheingold
We scavenge up our clothes
All my violence raining tears upon the sheets
I'm resentful, for we're strangers when we meet
Cold tired fingers
Tapping out your memories
I'm evasive, dazzled by the new
Your embrace, it was all that I feared
That whirling room
We trade by vultures
Steely resolve is falling from me
My poor soul, all bruised passivity
All your regrets ride rough-shod over me
I'm so glad that we're strangers when we meet
I'm so thankful that we're strangers when we meet
I'm in clover, for we're strangers when we meet
Heel head over, for we're strangers when we meet
Strangers when we meet
Strangers when we meet
Strangers when we meet
Strangers when we meet
Strangers when we meet
Strangers when we meet
Strangers when we meet
Strangers when we meet