She waited by the moon She was sick with fear and cold She felt too old for all of this Of course she never showed She lugged her suitcase to the bus
In the boardroom the quiet man Takes a second to think what to do He's out of his seat and he's starting to speak And he hears his own voice For years
Instrumental
I looked over Jordan and what did I see coming for to carry me home A band of angels coming after me coming for to carry me home Swing low sweet chariot
[feat. Dan Smith of LISTENER] You bet we fight, until pressed against six feet of distance and earth Yeah we make mistakes that our fathers have made
Traduction: David Bowie. Une nouvelle carrière dans une nouvelle ville.
Traduction: David Bowie. Elle va conduire la voiture Big.
Traduction: Houston, David. Swing Low Sweet Chariot.
: She waited by the moon She was sick with fear and cold She felt too old for all of this Of course she never showed She lugged her suitcase to the bus