The Width Of A Circle

In a corner of the morning in the past

I would sit and blame the master first and last

All the roads were straight and narrow

And the prayers were small and yellow

And the rumour spread that I was ageing fast

Then I ran across a monster who was sleeping

By a tree.

And I looked and frowned

and the monster was me

 

Well, I said hello and I said hello

And I asked "Why not?"

and I replied "I don't know"

So we asked a simple black bird,

who was happy as can be

And he laughed insane

and quipped "KAHLIL GIBRAN"

So I cried for all the others

till the day was nearly through

For I realized that God's a young man too

 

So I said "So long"

and I waved "Bye-bye"

Smashed my soul and traded my mind

Got laid by a young bordello

I was vaguely half asleep

For which my reputation swept back home in a drag

And the moral of this magic spell

Negotiates my hide

When God did take my logic for a ride

 

He swallowed his pride and puckered his lips

And showed me the leather belt round his hips

My knees were shaking my cheeks aflame

He said "You'll never go down to the Gods again"

(Turn around,go back!)

 

He struck the ground a cavern appeared

And I smelt the burning pit of fear

We crashed a thousand yards below

I said "Do it again, do it again"

(Turn around,go back!)

 

His nebulous body swayed above

His tongue swollen with devil's love

The snake and I, a venom high

I said "Do it again, do it again"

(Turn around, go back!)

 

Breathe, breathe, breathe deeply

And I was seething, breathing deeply

A spitting sentry, horned and tailed

Waiting for you.

Songtext: Bowie, David