Eight Line Poem by David Bowie

Time: 02:56

Track #2 of disk 2 from the album Bowie At The Beeb (The Best Of The BBC).

Written by: BOWIE, DAVID

Published by: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, TINTORETTO MUSIC

Lyrics

The tactful cactus by your window
Surveys the prairie of your room
The mobile spins to its collision
Clara puts her head between her paws
They've opened shops down West side
Will all the cacti find a home
But the key to the city
Is in the sun that pins
The branches to the sky

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