Walk the good earth
Everything falls apart and comes back together again
Behold the cloud of unknowing
Be here now
The dog, the dog, he's at it again
Brighton bloke
It was ragged and naive, it was heaven
When God made Man She was only testing
When I spotted six jet planes
Leaving six white vapor trails across the bleak terrain
It was the hexagram of the heavens
It was the strings of my guitar"
When I spotted six jet planes
Leaving six white vapor trails across the bleak terrain
It was the hexagram of the heavens
It was the strings of my guitar"
Also recommended her latest album, Lives Outgrown
Also recommended her latest album, Lives Outgrown
What a guy.
What a guy.
Gathered in the dampened grass
We played our songs and felt the London sky
Resting on our hands
It was God's land
It was ragged and naive
It was heaven"
#Bowie
Gathered in the dampened grass
We played our songs and felt the London sky
Resting on our hands
It was God's land
It was ragged and naive
It was heaven"
#Bowie