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Bowie's Nocturne Video (MV)




Performed By: Magpie Pi
Length: 8:31
Written by: Bradley Stockwell




Magpie Pi - Bowie's Nocturne Lyrics




Spinning round this merry-go-round of hazy cosmic dust
The bloodstains on these melodies can save my heart from rust
But the gods have made their bed for you

Loneliness is such a bitch, but it's the bitch that I love
An ingrown tale of lunatics, everyone that I dreamt up
But the factoid plays are nothing new

But if the truth should ever lie beneath these crazy thoughts of mine
Oh here I stand in these shoes
And every moment here it lies
As a pupil of your eye
But here I stand next to you
Oh here I am singing the blues

Okay to this I'll own, for I did not know
That the poppy fields scream for your love
And if I die before I've grown
Will you bury me in Bowie's clothes
Well I never knew a love like this
Same old whore with the same old kiss
I never thought I'd want to die alone

Oh under my skin to my chagrin, is a lingering thought for love
That white milky pliability
Oh my god it's just too much
But her warming touch is kinda crude

But if the truth should ever lie beneath the blackness of these skies
The love I taste is on your breath
If I could spend my last dark hours in the ringlets of your fires
Girl you'd be my greatest death
Oh girl you'd be nothing less

Okay to this I'll own, for I did not know
That the poppy fields scream for your love
And if I die before I've grown
Will you bury me in Bowie's clothes
Well I never knew a love like this
Same old whore with the same old kiss
I never thought I'd want to die alone

There's peace on the other side for the damaged and scrambled minds
There's love for those who found it doesn't exist in life
For I am the god, I am the beast, I am the freedom of a mind released
I am the self-serving being
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Spinning round this merry-go-round of hazy cosmic dust
The bloodstains on these melodies can save my heart from rust
But the gods have made their bed for you

Loneliness is such a bitch, but it's the bitch that I love
An ingrown tale of lunatics, everyone that I dreamt up
But the factoid plays are nothing new

But if the truth should ever lie beneath these crazy thoughts of mine
Oh here I stand in these shoes
And every moment here it lies
As a pupil of your eye
But here I stand next to you
Oh here I am singing the blues

Okay to this I'll own, for I did not know
That the poppy fields scream for your love
And if I die before I've grown
Will you bury me in Bowie's clothes
Well I never knew a love like this
Same old whore with the same old kiss
I never thought I'd want to die alone

Oh under my skin to my chagrin, is a lingering thought for love
That white milky pliability
Oh my god it's just too much
But her warming touch is kinda crude

But if the truth should ever lie beneath the blackness of these skies
The love I taste is on your breath
If I could spend my last dark hours in the ringlets of your fires
Girl you'd be my greatest death
Oh girl you'd be nothing less

Okay to this I'll own, for I did not know
That the poppy fields scream for your love
And if I die before I've grown
Will you bury me in Bowie's clothes
Well I never knew a love like this
Same old whore with the same old kiss
I never thought I'd want to die alone

There's peace on the other side for the damaged and scrambled minds
There's love for those who found it doesn't exist in life
For I am the god, I am the beast, I am the freedom of a mind released
I am the self-serving being
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Writer: Bradley Stockwell
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