The Dreamers (Bowie David)

Black eyed ravens They spiral down They tilt his head back To the flame filled sunset Raise their guns high As the darken falls These are the days boys Shallow man Shallow man... and they Eats in the doorway With his head inclined And he's always in decline No-one heals anymore So he shrinks as they ride Under vermillion sky So it goes Just a searcher A lonely soul The last of the dreamers Shallow man Shallow man Speaks to the shadows Moves his trembling hands And he's always a little late For the dawning of the day So it goes Just a searcher Lonely soul The last of the dreamers