Station to Station Lyrics

The return of the thin white duke throwing darts in lover's eyes Here are we, one magical moment, such is the stuff From where dreams are woven Bending sound, lost in my circle, dredging the ocean Here am I, flashing no color tall in my room overlooking the ocean
Here are we, one magical movement from Kether to Malkuth
There are you, you drive like a demon from station to station
The return of the thin white duke, throwing darts in lover's eyes The return of the thin white duke, throwing darts in lover's eyes The return of the thin white duke, making sure white stays
Once there were mountains on mountains Once there were sun birds to soar with and once I could never be down I got to keep searching and searching Oh, what will I be believing and who will connect me with love?
Wonderful, wonderful, wonder when Have you sought fortune, evasive and shy? Well, drink to the men who protect you and I Oh, drink, drink, raise your glass, raise your glass high
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 [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/station-to-station-lyrics-david-bowie.html ] It's too late to be hateful the European canon is here
I must be only one in a million 'Cause I can't pass the day 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 canon is here
Should 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 canon is here
Yes, it's too late It's too late, it's too late, it's too late, it's too late
The European canon is here and yes it's too late Oh, it's too late, it's too late, it's too late, it's too late
The European canon is here and yes, it's too late It's too late, it's too late, it's too late, it's too late The European canon is here
The return of the thin white duke, throwing darts in lover's eyes The return of the thin white duke, throwing darts in lover's eyes The return of the thin white duke, making sure white stays