Letra de Station to Station
The return of the Thin White Duke Throwing darts in lovers' eyes Here are we, one magical moment, such is the stuff From where dreams are wovenBending sound, dredging the ocean, lost in my circleHere am I, flashing no color Tall in this room overlooking the oceanHere are we, one magical movement from Kether to MalkuthThere are you, you drive like a demon from station to stationThe return of the Thin White Duke, throwing darts in lovers' eyes The return of the Thin White Duke, throwing darts in lovers' eyes The return of the Thin White Duke, making sure white staysOnce there were mountains on mountains And once there were sun birds to soar with And once I could never be downGot to keep searching and searching Oh, what will I be believing and who will connect me with love? Wonderful, wonderful, wonder whenHave you sought fortune, evasive and shy? Drink to the men who protect you and I Drink, drink, drain your glass, raise your glass highIt's not the side-effects of the cocaine I'm thinking that it must be love It's too late to be grateful It's too late to be late again It's too late to be hateful The European cannon is hereI must be only one in a million And I won't let the day pass without her It's too late to be grateful It's too late to be late again It's too late to be hateful The European cannon is hereShould I believe that I've been stricken? Does my face show some kind of glow? It's too late to be grateful It's too late to be late again It's too late to be hateful The European cannon is here, yes it's hereIt's too late It's too late It's too late It's too late The European cannon is hereWell it's not the side-effects of the cocaine I'm thinking that it must be love It's too late to be grateful It's too late to be late again It's too late to be hateful The European cannon is hereI must be only one in a million I won't let the day pass without her It's too late to be grateful It's too late to be late again It's too late to be hateful The European cannon is hereShould I believe that I've been stricken? Or does my face show some kind of glow? It's too late to be grateful It's too late to be late again It's too late to be hateful The European cannon is here, yes it's here, yes it's hereIt's too late It's too late It's too late It's too late The European cannon is hereIt's too late It's too late It's too late